Doubted Me

I know you doubted me, I know you counted me out (WindyGotHits) I know you doubted me, I know you counted me out (Madd Hella) Pull up in a Bronco feelin' like OJ Shooter with me, so a nigga feel like Coach K Shooter with me, so a nigga feel like Steve Kerr I been servin' all night, nigga, my feet hurt She been suckin' all night, nigga, her knees hurt Four to five baguette chains on my t-shirt Four to five whips and they all got horsepower I'ma move weight just like protein powder I'ma put the dick in her stomach like a tapeworm She wanted me to hit again, so I made a U-turn First I was dumb, then a nigga had to unlearn Might start a podcast just like Howard Stern Might start a podcast just like Joe Rogan You ain't gotta front, bae, go ahead and bust it open Sent the location to her, now she done came over Smokin' blunts back to back, nigga, I be chain smoking These other niggas always on ho shit I be havin' seeds at the house on some grow shit I be havin' laptops, I be on the dark web I be having big plugs, I be with the cartel I be having whips, dawg, I can get the VIN numbers I can get the good load there for the six hundred I just bought a brand new Glock, it was six hundred Did niggas favors, I ain't even want shit from 'em Did niggas favors, they ain't even return 'em Bought the wrong sized Louis, I ain't return 'em MacBook full of profiles, finna get a nigga rich Got a brand new glitch, got a brand new lick Got a Saks number, finna go and get a new 'fit Every day I'm in the lab tryna drop another hit Every day I'm online tryna buy another BIN Had to go and get focused, had to cut off some friends Yeah I know you doubted me, I know you counted me out Running back shit, I be going to the end zone Matching the vest, spill drip on a redbone Yeah, my pockets fat just like Carl Winslow Dead fresh, nigga, I'ma need me a headstone Bitch, I'm a dog like I'm living at a Petco Pull up in a Bronco feelin' like OJ Shooter with me, so a nigga feel like Coach K Shooter with me, so a nigga feel like Steve Kerr I been servin' all night, nigga, my feet hurt She been suckin' all night, nigga, her knees hurt Four to five baguette chains on my t-shirt Four to five whips and they all got horsepower I'ma move weight just like protein powder I'ma put the dick in her stomach like a tapeworm She wanted me to hit again, so I made a U-turn First I was dumb, then a nigga had to unlearn Might start a podcast just like Howard Stern Might start a podcast just like Joe Rogan You ain't gotta front, bae, go ahead and bust it open Sent the location to her, now she done came over Smokin' blunts back to back, nigga, I be chain smoking