[Chorus: Joey Whatever]

These people they hate me

I know it, and it’s ok. I guess I’m doing my job

I’m popping these pills, I don’t think I’ll stop

She said that she hate me, I’m worthless, and she think that this music shit gonna flop

Well fuck you you bop, Slob on my knob

[Verse 1: Joey Whatever]

Aye fuck all you bops, slob on my knob

I don’t love these hoes, just in case y’all forgot

I know I’m a slob, if my family hungry you know I’mma rob

You know I’mma mob

Fuck all these hoes and fuck all these cops

Watch me whip off the lot

I bought me a brick and you know that’s a lot

Living fast like a tank full of Nos

Never get tired, What is exhausted?

I think I have finally lost it

Look at this weed is so frosted

Got so much that you think that I cropped it

When you light it be careful, be cautious

One hit will make you go nauseous

We getting this money, no losses

My ego is big like a walrus

I get her so wet like a faucet

This hate is a part of the process

[Chorus: Joey Whatever]

These people they hate me

I know it, and it’s ok. I guess I’m doing my job

I’m popping these pills, I don’t think I’ll stop

She said that she hate me, I’m worthless, and she think that this music shit gonna flop

Well fuck you you bop, Slob on my knob

[Verse 2: Doeman]

Dodi Galore

Spitting that crack like packs in the back of the Ford

How you trappin’, moving packs but you poor?

Oh you bout it bout it and got guns galore

Last time I checked man your bitch is a whore

You pussy made from your heart to your core

Fiction will spit you spitting that’s for sure

I ain’t ever backed down, Who want war?

Look here, we don’t get tired. No Kevin Gates

5 foot 5 but you riding with a heavy weight

How the fuck you in the game boy? You ain’t ever played

Weak then a bitch. Yeah that’s 7 days

Look here, Your slut is all on my dick

I fucked her and ducked her, I nutted and dipped

Dodi, the gang, and the mob in this bitch

Ole pussy ass rapper you are not with the shit

I’m drunk then a bitch, I just swang then I swerve

Slid in the pussy then slid in her purse

You slid in the DM’s and then you got curved

Before all the bitches I put money first

Oh god damn, I’ve been bad to the bone

Put a mac to the back of your dome

Blat-blat-blat, Let it blast and your gone

Got a matte black soul only rap for the dough

Everybody on that fake shit in my town

So it’s city after city, yeah I had to move around

You ain’t hold me down, u been riding with these clowns

Ole Twitter ass rappers ain’t got no sound

Dodi

[Verse 3: Joey Whatever]

Let me get it with my mother fuckin people that I’m with

If you run up then I’m gonna empty out the clip

I don’t play, I don’t talk, I’m really with the shits

What the fuck you think this is?

I’m gonna stack all this money ‘til I’m finally fuckin rich

I be stuntin’ on a bitch, I’m gonna get it right away

Watch me turn all these crumbs into bricks like here’s a magic trick

I got like 8 grams in my pocket

I need like 8 bands in my wallet

I’m gonna throw 20’s all when she pop it

I’m gonna throw 100’s all when she drop it

Anywhere we go these bitches they know we poppin’

I’m gonna go get it my nigga there is no stopping

I’m gonna go rep it my nigga I swear I’m mobbing

Everywhere I go these niggas they know I plotting

I ain’t really stressing whenever I see a bop

If I fuck ‘em best believe I ain’t taking off my socks

About to pop some pills cause you know I pop a lot

Honestly I love this shit and I don’t think I’ll stop

[Chorus: Joey Whatever]

These people they hate me

I know it, and it’s ok. I guess I’m doing my job

I’m popping these pills, I don’t think I’ll stop

She said that she hate me, I’m worthless, and she think that this music shit gonna flop

Well fuck you you bop, Slob on my knob