TroyBoi - Do You? lyrics

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TroyBoi - Do You? lyrics

[Verse] Shiiietttt I was promised grapes on my arrival back A side of cider, mike and Ike's for writing what your cypher lack Trifling b**hes hype em up, flushing pockets to dine with The f**ing prophet in lining that's signing titties and bible flaps Heh. I got my reasons, torrent tormented genius Imported p**n with your pastor, I got annoyed with the demons An emerita to focus, I'm pushing back out the region No looking back, I'm the dopest, been cooking crack by the Keygen We drove to Cali but we probably gonna fly back Hijack the flight and told the pilot we be right back No disrespect, but bring a friend when you arrive If you ain't f**ing then she might but you definitely gon' need a ride back Icarus been ripping sh**, On the daily clips and sh** The only way that you ain't f**ing with me's if my n***as hit Let a n***a try me; cop a tomb tonight and f** the blue and white/ If I get pissed i'll point a pistol at a piston's sh** [Bridge] I can't name a face that been around me lately I can't even describe this place without me sounding crazy I been thinking... They only want me for my compensation (and) I been waiting for you to n***as to f** up you know that I'm impatient I can't name a face that been around me lately I can't even describe this place without me sounding crazy I been thinking... All this money in front of me but get behind me Satan They start every conversation saying (Do you love me?) [HOOK 2x] Bounce if you my n***a!(6x) You bounce into my n***a and we We bound to shoot a n***a (LEGENDS) I k** that noise, I'm biting through that microphone Told you we gon' live forever; Nobody should die for long I still battle right from wrong, life with liquor; stuck in pictures Bounce if you my f**ing n***a! shouting (Do you love me?) [Verse] I'm still that silent k**er selling Loud, I'm stocking up, You sellin out We driving up the sales with propellers that broke the rail end down A L inbound with a bale amount. If they fail then webail em out Godspeed accelerated, renovate irrelevant, and rebel till they let all my felons out And imma shout the west until myCompa** is spun While they in college posting goals and not accomplishing one Nonsense, that'sFor any city flexing, they get Nagasaki And sock 'em boppers Muammar Gaddafi his pop and family.... *(Bring the strings in)*