
Doing over ther Lyrics
- Genre:Soul
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Hello? Yeah, I'm on the telephone right now, but I'ma try to make it for you
Hey, how you doin' over there? Damn, you look mighty fine. How you doin' over there
I'ma talk to a street nigga real quick. I can pitch you one game quick
Don't fall for this dumb shit. Don't get shot up
Be the nigga who gon' rob him. Be the nigga who kill him
Don't let his family talk. Or you gon' have to kill them
Keep the gun by your side, and you know you gon' slide all them niggas
Kill all them niggas. They ain't comin' back for triggers
Hey, how you doin' over there? Gotta keep it on my side, cause every nigga gon' be dead
Yeah, I'm waitin' in the car. Let me walk in real quick
Let me get it all planned, then we can bust in
Now I'm knockin' at the door, sayin' what's up dawg
I ain't see you for a long time, let's fuckin' talk
Remember all that stuff I did for you, you ran
Why did you run? You got me shot
Now you gon' die. Bang
That's the only thing you heard. I promise you
You can't trust these niggas, they gon' kill you
That's a drama call, that's a hate call. You can't fall for that shit
That's a dumb call
Hey, how you doin' over there? Damn, you look money fine
How you doin' over there? She's five foot four
Yeah, doin' over there. I might talk to her
Damn, she doin' over there. Now I'm tryna build my confidence
I'm tryna walk up to her. We have heard them roses
Yeah, she know her. Let me get your Instagram on your number place
Baby, you mine forever, then you stick with me
Yeah, yeah, you stick with me
You stick with me, you stick with me
Baby, bring me closer now
You stick with me, you stick with me
I said, hey, how you doin' over there
All these people want me dead, but I ain't scared
They gon' have to come and try. I ain't dying
You gon' have to take my life. All your life gon' be gone
No, nigga, what you really down
On the street, nigga, I'm gon' pop that fam
Nigga, what you mean you with that nigga
We gon' mob town
Yeah, we mob town
We gon' kill that nigga
I don't fuck around
Yeah, nigga, you dancing on my breath
How the fuck these niggas dance
Damn, got my dams
Hey, how you doin' over there
How you doin' over there
Damn, doin' over there
How you doin' over there
Hey, how you doin' over there
Damn, you look mighty fine. How you doin' over there
She's five foot four. Damn, doin' over there
She got me workin', workin' for that fam
If you stick with me, then everything would be okay
You don't gotta get worried, cause I'm blazin' hell for the day
All my brothers, then they die today. My mental is fucked up
I can't control
Hey, how you doin' over there? Damn, you look mighty fine
How you doin' over there? She's five foot four