Pthuggin & Lil Tiffany - Dora

Get it get it get it get it
Yeahh Yeahhh
I can't speak your language
I can't speak your
Far in my lane bitch
Keep me a pack like doraa
Keep me a pack like doraa
Na na na na na na
Woah
Na na na na na
No no no no
Broke niggah

You a broke niggah na na na na na
I can't speak your language
My trigger finger anxious
We gone pull up and flame him
I get the racks and i be counting up all the time and i swear that its basic
Smoking moon rock in the space ship
We gone pull up leave him faceless
Keep me a pack just like dora
She said she in love with my aura
Do a drive by with my doors up
Double cup twice got 4 cups
Mix the lean with the sprite can't focus
Keep a beam at night if they show up
They no damn well they can't fold us
Dissing on me get you poled up

She wanna hope in the whip and we riding around and you know that we shootin at ops
If we had capture that boy after he dissed the gang
Then you know that his body got dropped
We gone pull up in his hood and then body his homie and have shoot out on his block
I just seen 12 who called
Fuck that ima probably kill all yall
Put my dick in her face give her lock jaw
Flex the k all day but you still soft
So i hop in has base shot them both
Now his legs face down comatose
Knock his whole block down dominoes
He look like he got a flu he got a beam at his nose
Choppa like dog food cause its 4 bitches but i put that Glock on bro
Niggahs act hotheaded like they got a temperature so that heater burn him like a stove
I call that 45 the grime reaper cause it will take that niggah soul

You a broke niggah na na na na na
I can't speak your language
My trigger finger anxious
We gone pull up and flame him
I get the racks and i be counting up all the time and i swear that its basic
Smoking moon rock in the space ship
We gone pull up leave him faceless
Keep me a pack just like dora
She said she in love with my aura
Do a drive by with my doors up
Double cup twice got 4 cups
Mix the lean with the sprite can't focus
Keep a beam at night if they show up
They no damn well they can't fold us
Dissing on me get you poled up

My goons they gone slide wit like 4 guns
I be sippin on lean till i throw up
This a drive by so we slow up
Dont say what you think you dont no nothin
I get the green and i hold hunds
If i can't fuck yo bitch then it is no fun
I can't be in these streets cause i tote guns
If i catch a op imma dome sum
Headed straight for the top but i told em
I dont hold techs but i hold drums
If i catch you you meet gang bitch
The Glock that i got it be stainless
Put you right on the new now you famous
Straight for my team i can't lane switch
Got some niggahs that bang crip
Catch a op leave em brainless
You can fuck with my hoe not my main bitch
They will call you brother but be changing
Get straight to the racks now
Hit the bitch from the back now
I can flex with my racks out
All my niggahs down to act out
Better watch what you say you get packed
On my block in the trap house
Al of my money come fast now
Imma smoke on this dope till i pass out

You a broke niggah na na na na na
I can't speak your language
My trigger finger anxious
We gone pull up and flame him
I get the racks and i be counting up all the time and i swear that its basic
Smoking moon rock in the space ship
We gone pull up leave him faceless
Keep me a pack just like dora
She said she in love with my aura
Do a drive by with my doors up
Double cup twice got 4 cups
Mix the lean with the sprite can't focus
Keep a beam at night if they show up
They no damn well they can't fold us
Dissing on me get you poled up

Written by:
bilal harris, prinzess lee

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