I DOUBT IT Lyrics

(M-M-M-Money)

Pull up to the studio fly

No stopping, the limit's the sky

They know a nigga lit like a light

They know a nigga fly like a kite

I'm a rapper, and a poet, I write shit

Bars hard, like a nigga indicted

Black truck, presidential like Biden

If it come from my mouth I write it

These niggas love to cap on the gram

Saying shit, throwing rocks, hiding hands

You hate me, but y'all really been a fan

Group picture in that busted Rent-a-van

Hate on me but I'm still in demand

Cut them off then my waist got thin

Y'all be pests like fleas on my skin

Instead of hating you should go to the gym

Yeah I said it, what about it lil bitch?

Ain't talking lights but hoes love to switch

And I'm winning, cause I'm still the shit

Being fake to me drove you off a cliff

Hate on me, stay pouting lil bitch

I'm the pilot, stay downing lil bitch

Don't ever play me, I stay on that shit

Compete with me? I doubt it lil bitch

Ay, lemme slow it down for the slow ones

You talking about talent, but you ain't got one

Always talking shit, but you wanna hide and run

I'm packing heat, but I ain't talking about a gun

Put me way above them cause they not on my level

They still throwing dirt? just pass me the shovel

Ima have them in regret when it's really time to rumble

I'm who they wanna be, cause I dont act bumbled

Nicki is the queen, I got talent to be the prince

And you see that new whip? Paid in full, not rent

I be running so fast I made them quit like Kent

I ain't never saying sorry cause I said what I meant

Wanna be logical but you don't make sense

Wanna hate on me, when you need to pay your rent

Niggas be clowns but I don't see the circus

When they see Davio they get nervous

Cause I'm making moves, I line them up in a group

Read them all like a book, I learned that all these people fools

Talking shit on my name, but get mad if I talk about you

I speak facts, and the truth, I don't care if I sound rude

I always be on go, they know I never lack

They know that I can rap, and flow on any track

They want to spread rumors but get mad if I said facts

Cause real attracts real but fake attracts whack

Always play the frontline not the backline

If a nigga wanna play, it'll be smacktime

Ain't talkin MC, it'll be hammertime

Make a nigga think twice like it's math time

These niggas be slow like a old computer

So let me show you dumb niggas how to do it

My aim is always good like a trained shooter

I been good at rapping I don't need a tutor

New game, press start, uh

Hop in, fast car, uh

Drive-by, paint-the-block, uh

Pop shit, I can't stop, uh

On my new shit, but it got the same smell

Got bars for years, hope I get some mail

Shit is always wavy, I never set sail

Haters try to bother me but they always fail

A nigga so hot, I'm hotter than hot chips

You dropped a new song, it tanked harder than hot shit

Wanna be the original, but you should just quit

So much money in these pockets, I think they might split

Fuck a friendship, I'm happy without ya

Niggas talking quiet shit, but can't say it louder

In love with the money, like a crackhead with powder

I ain't talking about 50, feel like I got power