Doomshop Lyrics

This the doom shop

Get up on that rooftop

Fall into the new chop

Feeling like a screw dropped

Bitch, you just smooth talk

Now I'm on that rude talk

Living on my futon

Watching all my crew gone

Ey

It's a night game

I'm alright damn

Hold you right there

Till you ain't scared

But your brain dead

With your face off

It's a bass hell

We just play soft

Yeah

When I wake up

I feel my head, I'm fed up

I get up and I blaze up

I guess we heading out,

Then I stand upon the graveyard

I think I'll catch you later

So talk to my Baretta

So what's the word you catchin,

And I think you caught a hater

And I'm wasted

And I'm fuckin waist-deep

Catchin my emotions that I gotta fuck erase it

Need to go and face it

We about to die

But we about to face it

This ain't not a race

But still you wont evade me

Ey

So don't wait up

Yeah I'm gon be late

But then Im gon betget her

Shw be getting wetter

Now I'm on my slicks

Pirelli got me slayer

Now listen to my clicks

Cause the less you know the better