Doe Boy – Respectfully

Doe Boy – Respectfully Lyrics

Artist: Doe Boy
Song: Respectfully

I don’t give a f#ck what you seen back in the day
What you thought about back in the day
What image you had back, of me, back—
b#tch, it’s not like that no more

I’m rich, ho
I’m rich
Life or die
It’s not like that no more, baby (Tay Keith, f#ck these n#gg#s up)

Let’s go
This for all the n#gg#s out here sayin’ that they smokin’ me (p#ssies)
You ain’t gon’ do sh#t to me, I don’t care’ bout you postin’ me (f#ck)
Are you provin’ you a fan to me? Dick ridin’ openly

Drugs in them bags, neighbors think I got some groceries
Make me mad, I crash, n#gg#s p#ss#, need some ovaries
Streets said you was tough as f#ck, still don’t think you bold as me
I’m 26, Glock twenty six, make sure you won’t get old as me

I don’t take no disrespect
Told wifey I need baguettes
Fell asleep off perkys, then I woke up in a different ‘Vette
Baddie, but ain’t nasty, told that b#tch I need some different sex

Up in pictures with that same knot, post a different check
He said he gon’ kill me, still ain’t seen ’em up his semi yet
No, I don’t belive ya, you’ll be shootin’ if it was really that
Talkin’ out his top, like that chop won’t push his ceiling back

If I send a message, I make sure he ain’t gon’ send one back
It ain’t no respondin’, we be steady mobbin’
Ridin’ with that drac’, what’s a good to a goblin?
A milli’, a milli’, n#gg#s I wish I was robbin’

And I be with Future so these b#tches know I’m toxic
Move to Atlanta, first day, I f#cked a dancer
Bend that body over, when I bust, I can’t stand up
Thirty bullets comin’ out that clip, ain’t no stand up

b#tch, I don’t meet yo’ standards, I exceed yo’ standards
I’m too rich for you
Too broke, ain’t no fixin’ you
Flex with my n#gg#s Bently coupe ’cause I can afford a Bently coupe

Flex with yo’ n#gg#s Bently coupes, but that’s just a pic for you
I don’t need a n#gg# for sh#t, b#tch, I ain’t sh#t like you
Can’t even drive, still want a ‘Rari
If we inside, them Glocks in the party

Roll with them demons, you know that they on me
Girl, you can’t have me, you can’t even borrow me
Young n#gg# walkin’ in Stella McCartney
I might go put VVs’ in some Carti’s

Pull up, I serve me a n#gg# like Arby’s
I been a gangsta since I watched Barney
I buy designer, I’m f#ckin up Barney’s
RBMG, I came in with the army

You let me f#ck, I bet we gon’ stop talkin’
b#tch, I’m sorry, not sorry
Almost got forty five years in prison
But I copped out and I’m glad that I didin’t

Twistin’ my fingers, I’m reppin’ the fam
All these f#ck n#gg#s be mad that I’m in it, blat (Oh really?)
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From the album:
OH REALLY [Explicit]
Release Year: 2022