Danny Brown - Really Doe (Feat Kendrick Lamar, Ab-Soul, Earl Sweatshirt) Lyrics

Danny Brown - Really Doe (Feat Kendrick Lamar, Ab-Soul, Earl Sweatshirt) Lyrics

Danny Brown - Really Doe (Feat Kendrick Lamar, Ab-Soul, Earl Sweatshirt) Lyrics


You n*ggas don't even know
All that talk then no show
Cannot tell me nothing
Show me something I ain't seen before

Die high with my piccolo
Smoking on that mistletoe
Make her kiss all on it while we cha-cha
But on them 24's

She look like a centrefold
Mouth all on my genitals
S*cking on it like she getting vitamins and minerals

I be on the chemicals
She be on my genitals
Poke her with my tentacle
Then put her on my schedule

Rolling up them vegetables
Rapping with that special flow
Only way you're next to blow
If you be strapped with C4

I be fresh from head to toe
Everyday a fashion show
Used to tote that Calico and serve like John McEnroe

Now I sell out all my shows
Used to shine light on my b*tch
That was back when we was copping dope to try and roll a 4

Now a n*gga living good
I done made it out the hood
Think I'm going back
I wish a motherf*cka would

Yeaah They say I got the city on fire
I ain't booming That's goddamn lie Woaah
Really doe Like really doe
Really doe Like really doe

They say I got the city on fire
I ain't booming That's goddamn lie Woaah
Really doe Like really doe
Really doe Like really doe

Chill Wicked as Aleister
Crowley N*ggas know me well
For heaven's sake I'm the GOAT
You haters can go to hell

When you're getting money N*gga Every day is sunny
I'ma act an a*s on that donkey
Let her pull my ponytail

Second grade Took my mama wedding ring
Took that b*tch To show and tell
Now I'm married to the game to no avail
Grounded me for like month

Now I'm getting high as f*ck
Employer tryna write me up
But now I'm a writer With ambitions of a rider 
And half the sh*t on my rider

I don't even want The fanta's for us 
The Henny's for the sluts

Givenchy bikers with the Raf rips
Balmain badmon Bathing Ape on my d*ck
Paid by the .... Raised by the ....
Soulo Ho the prophecies Atrocities Exhibition

Ooh yeah Now a n*gga living good
But good could be better
I wish a mothaf*cka would

Yeah They say I go tthe city on fire
I ain't booming That's a goddamn lie woaah
Really doe Like really doe
Really doe Like really doe

They say I got the city on fire
I ain't booming That's goddamn lie Woaah
Really doe Like really doe
Really doe Like really doe

Let's play a game of truth or dare I double dare ya
Life can end in vain before the end is near
See I can hear you crying Silence sitting in the dark
Hold the crosses 'cross your heart
Sin is such a work of art Watch out for the love lost

Met a thousand Shoot a thousand
Things a n*gga do for thousands
Made a million counting sheep
Gave it all to public housing

Taking off to Abu Dhabi
Beaming up the motor Scotty
Talking to promoters Scotty
Everybody know it's Gotti

Murder one You've heard of them
The Revenant The all day madness
Got it off to wipe it off
The evidence The blood on mattress

Big power Big stages
My zoo cannot fit the cages
This booth is not used to faking
My crew just love confrontation

I chewed the face off the laces
I moved away from the waitress
I chef the pot that made poison
I cooked then tipped all the patients

My b*tch is way beyond basic
That's life insurance car insurance
Good p*ssy insurance

Aye Look what I ain't doing
Aye Rifing in foreigns
Aye K-Dot Four years I got the same watch
But it's the ral watch and that b*tch fire

Spped Racer waiting outside
The roof on it like a tank top
Counting money Wathcing paint dry
When I'm done is when the rain stops Uuh

Yeaah I got the city on fire
I ain't booming That's goddamn lie Woaah
Really doe Like really doe
Really doe Like really doe

They say I got the city on fire
I ain't booming That's goddamn lie Woaah
Really doe Like really doe
Really doe Like really doe

Good hood
I wish you mothaf*cking would
Listen Wish a mothaf*cka would brown
I had to put my foot down

So I could pop on the clutch
You hate papa but your jaw full of dust
You gon' keep talking or are we locking it up
And I'm the type pf n*gga that ain't never been an honor to judge

You a mouse that the falcon picked up
So disprespect and getting checked like the top of the month
I was a liar as a kid so now I'm honest as f*ck
And I never passed my mama no blunt
I kept my head straight

Listen Deadweight Never been a problem to duck
Look I just broke up with my b*tch cause we ain't argue enough
I keep it dirty as sh*t my uncle Alchemist puff
I strike a birdie on 'em While I hit your mouth with the club

I wake up early on 'em
Getting out the house is amust
It's like a sweaty pit
Sweaty sit Counting your dubs

Either that or you gon catch me on a mountain with monks
Loungin Ask you girl why I'm out .....
You've been the same motherf*cker since 2001

Well it's the left handed shooter
Kyle Lowrie the pump
I'm at your house like
Why you got couch on my Chuck's
Mothaf*cka yeaah

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