DOOHICKEYS Lyrics

All I ask keep it true wit me

My bih ain't gone win no arguments cuz I be too witty

With all this shit I'm fallin in I need some new chippy

Folk round here be like the car I'm in

Y'all getting too shifty

And folk round here be like the car I'm in aye

I'm prolly in a tricky place

I'm like I shoulda brought a tool wit me

But it ain't no thang

Cuz I can throw and give em blue chinny

I just gotta do what I'mma duke, and now yo dude dizzy

Bet you must regret, you like you shoulda been cool wit me

Bitch I'm finna blow you like you shoulda shared food wit me uh

I start the game I give a fuck about new inning

Stick a pen in this shit I'mma get the whole crew fifty

I don't need new stimmys, and I don't need you kiddy

Baby ass boys keep yo baby ass too busy

Knowing I could move the whole word when I move midi

Knowing I could take a whole strip and make the view pretty

Knowing if I'm sticking to this plan we make a few milli

When I get that shit, on my momma

Won't hold a lose grippy

Yeah I gotta smoke a lot problem tell em not to hit me

You win with me if you lose with me

Yuh boot wit me, too silly, fool really

Aye loot give me

Who that motherfucka Wavey oh he too illy

Pulled up wit some pieces of the fye and it's too sticky

Link up with the guys I ain't kickin wit you doohickeys

Shit ain't really poppin tryna make this shit a new city

If you hit my pressure you gone feel it now you new litty

Wax wit me goo wit me I got two zippy

Get too shitty now my eyes look like the flu hit me

True hippy groove wit me when I proof sippy

Yeah I po the proof

Still do these sessions after dark because my glow the brightest

Oh heard they pass around the torch but who gone hold it tightest

I'm over timing cuz I know my grip be better then em

But I'm a blend of all legend and I give credit to em

These heavy words but this is wavey they ain't heavy to em

You ain't got the will for these lil turns and I be chevy to em

I feel underwater off the loud and y'all be reggie scuba

That shit mids it take me back to middle school

Fillin up a cone just like the page I'm flippin through

This pen is pinnacle

Fucking up some drums I think I made that shit habitual

Why they so fixated on being fictional

Turn a lil stone with these lil visuals

Cuz I was off those dotties, I saw a gold body

I got a lap dance, bigger the dose wiling

Oh make the strap dance, if folk wanna go folly

They just some dogs mane, tell em to go potty

If I was in y'all lane, then I would just swerve prolly

I don't sip charmaine, but I sip the burb prolly

Y'all on some turn hobbies, I'm on some tilt planets

Nah I ain't been fur dropping, who said the skill vanished

I know they built famished

I ain't rushing for the cream I'm stuffin russian cream

Aye turn a rapper to production team he ain't gone fuck wit me

I'm entangled with the color green I'm like you stuck wit me

Wavey been barring everything this ain't no sudden thing

Ain't a dance move, damn fool got em shuffling

Swear my hands full with grams fool I can't be juggling

Legend, wavey

Thats redundancy

And I flo like what aye, like what be under me