Denaprose ft. Los and Nutty Lyrics

D.O.D.B.H

I wouldn't change it for nothing

She like, I ain't seen you yet

Baby, I do more than hustle

TSA with 20 packs on me like Boston, Georgia or something

I ain't got no plans tonight, I'm staying up for the morning rush

I ain't got no game for no bitch, let my brother fuck her

We might be on to something

See that big pile of money

Los asked Nutty, who told you about that time in country

I'm paper chasing, still a take a hundred thousand and flush it

She like, all your friends rich, you in the mob or something

You need a job or something?

It's fucked up if you get dry don't it

Call me if you get them one things, you know my guy want them

Hey, I was in and out of town before I ever thought about rapping

I was outside on Clemmons trying to handle all that traffic

Live a wild life, wouldn't change it for nothing

Same custos, bust some plays with my cousin

I ain't waiting for nothing, where it's at, I'ma get it

Still keep it player, we ain't them other niggas

Oh, you be fucking with it

You know prices, they back low as hell

I can do something with it

Can you get them bitches through the mail

Picture me still trying to push the boy up on the cell

Corner store thugging, they still know that I'm the man

Don't let it hit the fan, cus I can turn this shit back up

Me and Los minivan, fill that bitch up with the pup

Rap niggas turn city girls, but we still thuggin

Hold it down for the hustlers, you know crackheads love me

Nigga, get money, flip something

M's coming, I'm still hungry

Nigga, this ain't no deal money

This that Urban Hills money

Coked up all the time, he don't feel nothing

This that pull up at that Boston market with that chicken for me

Your dog rap somebody else's life, that nigga monkey

They act like they ain't seen folk in the trap

Unless that nigga pulling up, about to sell something

Big bag full of Portland and it's is landing in the country

All the trappers got my number and they call me when they shopping

Petty copping little niggas, I can't do no business with you

I'm a hero in the hood, serving all they fucking villains

I'm a tutor to the trap, tryna teach these fucking killers

There's another way to move, but they ain't tryna listen

Tryna get back to the islands, cause right there the money's different

If you meet me at the finish line, then you gone see the distance

What a naptown nigga is you sleeping on, nigga

That's a naptown nigga, distributing it, nigga

On the highway, right now with packs in the rental

Wanna go back to the bay, but right now that's not how I'm living

All these packs tapped in

All these packs that I send

Shh, I got some shit to recommend

Hmm, it's all coming in

And I'm still booked up for them shows, I can't take no fucking breaks

This bitch wanna go on dates, told her I got tour dates

Other than that, she gotta wait, I'll be in here state and I Interstate

I'm there all the time

On the grind, gettin' cake