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Letra : Door Dash
(Paradyse you crazy)
Racing, (yea )
Just so fast i can’t lane switch (I can’t lane no)
Damn, Where the road get cold that’s where my brain live (Brain)
Try to take my time but against myself i can’t be pacing (Brain)
I can’t be patient no (ohhh woah)
(Verse)
Man i been changing changing (Wooo)
Can’t leave the past cuz it keep chasing (Main)
Mainly these alcoholic feelings got me
Wasted wasted
Can’t run i gotta face it (O yeah)
This hole up in my heart and no that money can’t replace it (Uh)
Ain’t it so sad?
That i keep these Big Macs (yeah)
You could say I’m door dash (Door Dash)
These bullets i deliver likе Woahhh
Man so i advise you get back
You don’t wanna get yo sh*t taggеd
You might just get yo life snatched (Grtt)
Ha
What he saying? (What he saying?)
Oh he ain’t saying sh*t (No)
Matte black wraith onna call that’s Bruce Wayne sh*t
Lu kang, (na na nat nah) choppa got a kick and its gon blaze him (oh yeah)
Ice on Wrist white kinda Caucasian Damn (yeah)
Damn, (Wooh)
Damn and i can’t trust em (Wooh)
These n***as switch like it’s nothing (Woooh)
These shawties wet like a bucket (Woooh oh)
Can’t love em so i just pa** em
Ragey but I’m cla**y (Cla**)
Griffindoor on my stick I could make the uzi hit em like magic (I could make a woo)
Just like Tragic, Can’t wait until the day i say i made it (Yea)
Couple small wins i can’t stop to celebrate em just
Push ups in the night time, I been working on my slow grind (Yeah)
Hope my n***as make it to the end with me but if no i gotta go it’s show time (Timee)
Face it, (Yeah)
Been me so long I can’t change sh*t
Even if you were to clone me you cannot co-py my cadence (Damn)
I just really been alone workin on my flow now i gotta slay him
Comp I’m gone slay him down
Pushing, Slowly (Slow)
Ballin’ like Kobe (Ko)
Scoring can’t control it (Woo)
I probly should’ve told him (Woooh)
That the comp stay losing
Noticing I’m killing, to my ears straight music
The sound of all my victims I’m like (Woahh)
What he saying? (What he saying?)
He ain’t saying sh*t (No)
Matte black phantom onna road and that’s Bruce Wayne sh*t (Skrtttttttt)
Damn Ain’t it soo sad (Ohh)
That i keep these Big Macs (Big macs)
You call me door dash (Door dash)
These bullets i deliver like woahhh
Yeah
I deliver like woah
(Ha ha he crazy)
Racing, (yea )
Just so fast i can’t lane switch (I can’t lane no)
Damn, Where the road get cold that’s where my brain live (Brain)
Try to take my time but against myself i can’t be pacing (Brain)
I can’t be patient no (ohhh woah)
(Verse)
Man i been changing changing (Wooo)
Can’t leave the past cuz it keep chasing (Main)
Mainly these alcoholic feelings got me
Wasted wasted
Can’t run i gotta face it (O yeah)
This hole up in my heart and no that money can’t replace it (Uh)
Ain’t it so sad?
That i keep these Big Macs (yeah)
You could say I’m door dash (Door Dash)
These bullets i deliver likе Woahhh
Man so i advise you get back
You don’t wanna get yo sh*t taggеd
You might just get yo life snatched (Grtt)
Ha
What he saying? (What he saying?)
Oh he ain’t saying sh*t (No)
Matte black wraith onna call that’s Bruce Wayne sh*t
Lu kang, (na na nat nah) choppa got a kick and its gon blaze him (oh yeah)
Ice on Wrist white kinda Caucasian Damn (yeah)
Damn, (Wooh)
Damn and i can’t trust em (Wooh)
These n***as switch like it’s nothing (Woooh)
These shawties wet like a bucket (Woooh oh)
Can’t love em so i just pa** em
Ragey but I’m cla**y (Cla**)
Griffindoor on my stick I could make the uzi hit em like magic (I could make a woo)
Just like Tragic, Can’t wait until the day i say i made it (Yea)
Couple small wins i can’t stop to celebrate em just
Push ups in the night time, I been working on my slow grind (Yeah)
Hope my n***as make it to the end with me but if no i gotta go it’s show time (Timee)
Face it, (Yeah)
Been me so long I can’t change sh*t
Even if you were to clone me you cannot co-py my cadence (Damn)
I just really been alone workin on my flow now i gotta slay him
Comp I’m gone slay him down
Pushing, Slowly (Slow)
Ballin’ like Kobe (Ko)
Scoring can’t control it (Woo)
I probly should’ve told him (Woooh)
That the comp stay losing
Noticing I’m killing, to my ears straight music
The sound of all my victims I’m like (Woahh)
What he saying? (What he saying?)
He ain’t saying sh*t (No)
Matte black phantom onna road and that’s Bruce Wayne sh*t (Skrtttttttt)
Damn Ain’t it soo sad (Ohh)
That i keep these Big Macs (Big macs)
You call me door dash (Door dash)
These bullets i deliver like woahhh
Yeah
I deliver like woah
(Ha ha he crazy)
