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Do Numbers
477
Hip-Hop/Rap
Do Numbers was released on September 26, 2021 by BossMan Dlow as a part of the album Do Numbers - Single
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Release DateSeptember 26, 2021
LabelBossMan Dlow
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM79

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bossman Dlow
Bossman Dlow
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bossman Dlow
Bossman Dlow
Songwriter

Lyrics

Dlow
Mhm, mhm (Ddot cold as a motherfucker)
That type of shit, every type of shit
Look, look
I fell in love with Benjamin Franklins
And I smoked the best loud, turned it down and spanked it (Spanked it)
I could give two fucks, 'cause I'm a medical patient
And my pockets enormous, did your pockets 'lil angry
I remember all the robberies, and home invasions
You don't know about the sacrifice, the risk we taking
Bitches looking for a come up, and these poor **** hate me
Raiders tryna R.I.C.O. Act, talking 'bout gang affiliation
One thing 'bout it, it don't cost nothing to keep it 100
Two things for sure, I get money, phone do numbers
Gotta get out here, go up top or fall under
Fall under me no crackers change the name to all numbers
We all humble, then I'll show out on you all summer
Ya'll all runners, I touch down, ya'll ball punters
We get all buckets, no lacking we all clutching
These bitches love me, watch your bitch, she might fuck me
BossMan Dlow, might not like them but gon' respect 'em
In his own lane, he ran it up, they can't catch him
Your power eyes would rather fuck with me, 'cause I'll bless 'em
These **** know not to fuck with me, 'cause I'll stretch 'em
I'm on a 1738, for Wap, mean Fetty
Pants saggin', draws showin', pockets big, jeans heavy
Can't help it, don't watch me, watch where ya headed
If you lay 'em down, roll out the way bitch I'm steppin'
Trap jump and take a loss, bounce back basketball (basketball)
Dirty pot, straight drop, stepped on, ass and tall
Spin a benz, what you think? Them **** coming after y'all
Only time I ever beef with you is the cash involved
Fuckin' with my family, hunt you down like a rabid dog
Told them fuck **** to keep hatin', I ain't even mad at y'all
**** this a Trap-A-Thon
**** this a Trap-A-Thon
Coupe like the Cartel, gang like the marathon
**** this a Trap-A-Thon
**** this a Trap-A-Thon
Coupe like the Cartel, gang like the marathon
**** this a Trap-A-Thon
**** this a Trap-A-Thon
Coupe like the Cartel, gang like the marathon
Written by: Bossman Dlow
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