D.U.B.Z

Yo, so you know I'll do this thing?

A-yo what I'm saying Dubz?

I hear these niggas talking like they don't know what you're about

Like you don't do this thing

So hear what I'm saying

I want you to lay it down, I want you to do your thing

Go hard body, show these niggas what you're about, yeah?

Yo, alright let's go

I never had a routine when I was younger

I wanted new things, I want the shoes clean matching my jumper

So I had to do things, I went through teens mashing my jumper

Jackie you couldn't do things like what we jump chuck

The food's mean and I hang in the slum where there's loose beans and gets hungrier

Now a few fiends are banging my number don't consent your food that'll be dumb bruh

'Cause if you do then we bump ya, the shots ricochet off the roof and the bumper

The clipper spray, leave a youth in a dumpster

Just a sin, it's gonna try with my brothers furthermore

Awaiting his house and dive about the covers like that, motherfucker

Nah, brrakka-brrakka, run out of them shells when I'm slack with the cutter

We got this in the back trying to put us in the bin

Because of you snitch niggas you need slugs in your skin

For the D and the W the ring of the line

But the sets hit the strip we got money on the mind

We got this in the back trying to put us in the bin

Because of you snitch niggas you need slugs in your skin

For the D and the W the ring of the line

But the sets hit the strip we got money on the mind

Look, I'm lost and I never felt lonelier

The imposters I've never been phonier

I see them smile but I know that it's phony love

That's why I ride 'round the zone with the chromy tucked

Fiends show me love 'cause most of them know me as the nigga that sells the drugs washed with ammonia

Look homie I'm a hustler, stick bony but the muscle's tucked

Exposing all your muddled up, brrang, now you Cody want to cuddle up

Bang, make a homie do the double Dutch

Hang, I don't give one motherfuck

I let the Smith & Wesson go buh-buh-buh

In the kitchen cold bubble up, that's how your flip goes double up

I'm a pit no muzzle bruh, skitzo, it's no Christmas carol bruh

Spliff roll, hip low, wrist glow, chicks go, this low, kiss low

Dicks get the powdered up, yeah, you get your whole crew showered up

You're a coward 'cause you and your boys real

The beef kicks off you put your phone on a voicemail

You niggas a pussy remind me of moist girls

Thinking I'm pussy, you find out the toy's real

Thinking to push me, you find out the choice fell

Well, that's it boy I'm putting one in the dogs tell

We got this in the back trying to put us in the bin

Because of you snitch niggas you need slugs in your skin

For the D and the W the ring of the line

But the sets hit the strip we got money on the mind

We got this in the back trying to put us in the bin

Because of you snitch niggas you need slugs in your skin

For the D and the W the ring of the line

But the sets hit the strip we got money on the mind

Alright, it's Big Rap, it's Hardbody, Hollowman and Dubz, yeah?

So you niggas know what time it is

And right now, we're doing it big

I see you next time