DOA (Dead on Arrival)

By Wordz

On Death B4 Dishonor

Released on January 27, 2019

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[Intro: Ghoust]

Yeah, yah, yah, yah, yah

Yah, yah. yah, yah, yah

I got the blunt in rotation

Lean got me numb I can not feel my face

Lean got me numb I can't feel anything

Till I'm worth a hundred and fifty


[Verse 1: A-Reece]

Won't stop till I'm rich

Glacier cup on me, I'm snowin when I sit

Counting up hundreds, I won't even blink

Paper-cut fingers, there's blood in the sink

You wish you could live how I live

Shooting my shot no assists

Don't ask what a young nigga's mixing, I'm pleading a fifth

I look like a lick

Okay! Let me get it again?

Won't stop till I'm rich

Glacier cup on me, I'm snowin when I sit

Counting up hundreds, I won't even blink

Paper-cut fingers, there's blood in the sink

You wish you could live how I live

Shooting my shot no assists

Don't ask what a young nigga's mixing, I'm pleading a fifth

I look like a lick

(exhales)


[Bridge: IMP THA DON]

Got the location, got the location, I'm cuffin' your baby

Ain't much to do when the opp in your face

Nigga we made it, no need for no majors

I'm way too blessed like the boy in the manger

I'm like the sun cause I'm shining all day

I got the blunt in rotation

Lean got me numb, I cannot feel my....


[Verse 2: Wordz]

Fuck did you think?

Rolling this blunt and it look like a stick

Counting this money, I can't even think

Balling in clubs, you think that you rich

My life is a movie, come see how we live

I look like a lick

Straight from the tap, no cap on my drip

Won't die till I'm rich, and we forever lit

Cream of the crop, we the one's they gon pick

Man, all by my boys in a few we gon dip, man

Recline on the third floor, while rolling a spliff

This shit ain't gon change, it gon stay how it is

Lit that shit up and let me take a hit, yeah

From the bottom and now look where a nigga is


[Verse 3: Ghoust]

Fuck what you think, trouble and it look like a lit

I got your bitch here convinced, she fuck with the clique

Look at the shit that I did, trapped dancing up in crib

We up in the south

You know I came from the west with a blunt in my mouth

And I roll up a jet, I'm gone (phew)

And I flex on my ex's, she asking if I'm going hard


[Outro: Krish & Wordz]

Hop about the, hop about the

Hop about the the coupe

Fuck no cap

Top of the coupe

Hop out the coupe

All of my goons, yeah they ready, they shoot

Get it in cash, we stuff in the boot

I took my top off, cut of the roof (cut of the roof, yeah)

Stop with no cap, in fact we done with all that

How you in it to lose?