Doe the unknown - I GO (feat. HIWAY)

Bitch you know I go
Merc a sixteen got a cold ass flow
Drop like six fours baby go that low
My whole squad got gas you dont want that smoke
Like bitch god damn
Thats my jam
Clam bars TGS a again
Like damn thats my jam
Clam bars TGS a again
Look
Bitch you know I go
Merc ya whole squad you dont want that smoke
Reach out and touch ya then I get ghost
Got a flow like Chris Butler they say aye thats dope
Nah baby tell em yeah thats Doe
Type to show up to the party knockin down that door
Tryin to find me a fine one thats bout that throat
She on my line cuz I rhyme you know how that go
Got a fat blunt twitted in my SF fitted
And you know that I sit it real low
We dont ever show no pity if we hit yo city
Boy we kill it any where that we go
I been always ten toes down still the same mufucka
Since back when they called me C-DOE
And if a lil bitch wanna play me then the choppa goin crazy
Look like KD when he at the free throw
Back on the scene
Chris is so clean
Aint no one out there fuckin wit my team
Spit that gas to make them ass holes lean
In them custom unknowns yeah the strut so clean
Leave with a bad bitch touchin on me
She wanna smoke so we rollin up tree
The u n gone never keep it low key
Still Doe the unknown everybody knows me
Lets go
Bitch you know I go
Merc a sixteen got a cold ass flow
Drop like six fours baby go that low
My whole squad got gas you dont want that smoke
Like bitch god damn
Thats my jam
Clam bars TGS a again
Like damn thats my jam
Clam bars TGS a again
No doubt about it bitch you know I go
So fresh make you wonder if I sold that dope
Its a Kodak moment every time I skirt
I take em off even quicker better hold that hoe
I press clutch like a mufucka
Step like a drug smuggler
Rock a turtle neck for you blood suckaz
If there's a problem I a dress it thugga thugga
Yall rappers only flex when giving dutch rudders
Ew ew fuck your point of view
Competition for me
I can only name a few
I could have Doja Cat saying
Mew mew mew
Bitches goin Aunty Hammy
Pew pew pew
Hoes beg for the tip like a lean cup
They wanna buy me drinks when I clean up
Pinky ring shinin like Star Trek
Beamed up
I'm a nomad I aint worried bout a pre nup
Flow like water cause I'm pisces
It dont break my heart if you dont like me
Its gettin dicey for you if you slight me
Me and the whole clique are takin off at light speed
Anyone that can manage to hurt me
They get hurt back
If I heard it on the net
I just heard cap
Slangin sixteens where the work at
Any beat I get on
Guaranteed I'ma merc that
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Bitch you know I go
Merc a sixteen got a cold ass flow
Drop like six fours baby go that low
My whole squad got gas you dont want that smoke
Like bitch god damn
Thats my jam
Clam bars TGS a again
Like damn thats my jam
Clam bars TGS a again
Bitch you know I go
Merc a sixteen got a cold ass flow
Drop like six fours baby go that low
My whole squad got gas you dont want that smoke
Like bitch god damn
Thats my jam
Clam bars TGS a again
Like damn thats my jam
Clam bars TGS a again

Written by:
aaron kaplan, christopher mass

Publisher:
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