
can’t miss - zillionaire doe lyrics
[intro]
youngest boss, n*gga
can’t miss n*gga, all my sh*t ‘za
mm, mm, mm high (cook up, cartel)
youngest boss, n*gga
[chorus]
doe can’t miss, n*gga, all my sh*t ‘za
n*gga, all your plays come to me ’cause your sh*t high
n*gga, all your plays come to me, your sh*t don’t get ’em high
streets need somebody to talk that sh*t, i’m the perfect guy
she ask, “can i do it with the ice on?”
she love a trap n*gga, she ask can we do it to my hit song?
n*gga, doe bein’ doe, told her, “i don’t mind”
all my sh*t alaska, super cold, n*gga, i’m talkin’ ’bout super fine
[verse 1]
miami, livin’ life, on a boat, n*gga
ain’t no sittin’ duck ain’t with the waitin’, i’m go*getter
back street, posted up, forgi’s offset
when she suck it, always use her t**th, so i’m off that
i know i got hits in the vault, so i’m kicked back
five*star resort, 5k a night, we gon’ chill, relax
every time we pop out, it’s a movie, n*gga. tyler perry
invited you to come and take that trip with me, but you was actin’ scary
n*gga, you should’ve came with me
my asian partner super icy, they be thinkin’ johnny dang with me
apologize, n*gga, if you ain’t got not plug, you can’t hang with me
we in area 29, thunderstorm, got the gang with me
[chorus]
doe can’t miss, n*gga, all my sh*t ‘za
n*gga, all your plays come to me ’cause your sh*t high
n*gga, all your plays come to me, your sh*t don’t get ’em high
streets need somebody to talk that sh*t, i’m the perfect guy
she ask, “can i do it with the ice on?”
she love a trap n*gga, she ask can we do it to my hit song
n*gga, doe bein’ doe, told her, “i don’t mind”
all my sh*t alaska, super cold, n*gga, i’m talkin’ ’bout super fine
[verse 2]
doe the lv don, i don’t rock rhude
i ain’t make no play all day, i got an attitude
doe gon’ do what doe do, i don’t follow trends
my b*tch in goyard and louis like me, we don’t shop at citi trends
got the shirt, got the belt, got the shorts, k!ll ’em every time
plus the b*tch stayin’ down, i done spent an accident dime
plus the b*tch stayin’ down, spent a dime on an accident
but i ain’t trippin’, manny call say another frontend sent
n*gga, a brand*new crib, my bank account balance
this street sh*t, it be up and down, n*gga, gotta have balance
she tellin’ me to stop, i just keep poundin’
probably close to three m, but i don’t know, i’m just really roundin’
[chorus]
doe can’t miss, n*gga, all my sh*t ‘za
n*gga, all your plays come to me ’cause your sh*t high
n*gga, all your plays come to me, your sh*t don’t get ’em high
streets need somebody to talk that sh*t, i’m the perfect guy
she ask, “can i do it with the ice on?”
she love a trap n*gga, she ask can we do it to my hit song
n*gga, doe bein’ doe, told her, “i don’t mind”
all my sh*t alaska, super cold, n*gga, i’m talkin’ ’bout super fine
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