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Doe Boy
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MYSELF adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Epic/Freebandz tarafından 26 Ocak 2022 tarihinde yayınlandıOH REALLY
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AlbümOH REALLY
Çıkış Tarihi26 Ocak 2022
FirmaEpic/Freebandz
DilEnglish
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Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM70

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doe Boy
Doe Boy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cotrell Dennard
Cotrell Dennard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit Kidd
Hit Kidd
Producer
FreshThPharmacy
FreshThPharmacy
Recording Engineer
Rosewood
Rosewood
Mixing Engineer

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Hot, hot (Oh really)
Hot, hot, hot, hot (Whooh)
Hot, hot (Oh really)
Whooh, whooh
HitKidd, what it do, man? (Let's go)
Bitch, I told myself when I was twelve, I ain't scared of twelve (Facts, whoosh)
Fifteen years old, beat a trial, I ain't scared of jail (Doe Beezy, whoosh)
Nineteen caught a robbery and a shooting
I could've caught a L (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Fuck that **** if he went to tell, he should've caught a shell (Oh really)
Me and my shooter's drill by myself (Drill by myself)
Got a hundred killers, still'll kill by myself (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
I take Perkies every day like I don't care about my health (I don't care about my health)
You's a bitch, wet out your gang, boy, you'd be scared by yourself (Scared by yourself)
They gon' rob my soul, that's too bad I got my pole (Fool)
Clout chasin' on them songs, that's too bad he won't live long (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
He gon' die, he won't get owned
Bitch on your heart, I got it chromed (Doe Beezy), Google me
If I get to trippin', promise they gon' know what to do with me (Think I'm playin'?)
He don't really wanna beef with me, wish he was cool with me (I swear to God though)
Shot so many bullets out the clip, thought there was two of me (Bop bop, bop, bop, bop)
All my life I been a hothead, now I bought jewellery (Whoosh)
Skippin' school, I always kept that ruler, they can't tutor me (Fool)
Remember bein' a murder gang (Gang), **** I hang with grave diggers (Gang)
Want the drop, stalkin' every story on your page **** (Oh really)
Slip up once, you gon' get sprayed **** (Think I'm playin'?)
Yeah, you slip once you gettin' sprayed **** (Boom, boom, boom)
Bitch, I told myself when I was twelve, I ain't scared of twelve (Facts, whooh)
Fifteen years old, beat a trial, I ain't scared of jail (Doe Beezy, whooh)
Nineteen caught a robbery and a shooting
I could've caught a L (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Fuck that **** if he went to tell, he should've caught a shell (Let's go, Oh really)
Me and my shooter's drill by myself (Drill by myself)
Got a hundred killers, still'll kill by myself (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
I take Perkies every day like I don't care about my health (I don't care about my health)
You's a bitch, wet out your gang, boy, you'd be scared by yourself (Scared by yourself, whooh)
Hahahaha
Written by: Cotrell Dennard

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