Kay Flock feat. Set Da Trend – DOA

Lyrics DOA – Kay Flock feat. Set Da Trend

Be yourself and stay up in ya lane
Why you runnin’, I ain’t even flame
Shoot wit’ double hands, that’s how I got my aim
Eli got shot, he walkin’ wit’ a cane
And Sha Gz keep mentionin’ my name
When you see me, n**ga, you better flame, like
And you said Dougie B gon’ get murdered
That’s my brother, I’m uppin’ that thang

DOA, I’ma geek on the track
EBK, I’ma leave it like that, like
Everything dead, I ain’t givin’ no dap
If you ridin’ wit’ ’em them, then you getting tapped
And they like, Kay, he gotta cool
N**gas p**sy, n**ga, we ain’t cool
N**gas smokin’ wit’ n**gas who smokin’ my mans
That’s on bro, I’m uppin’ on him too

N**gas politickin’, they be fake
Wanna talk, then f**k up out my face
My chop’ getting up, f**k who in the way
Get up wit’ me if you feel a way
Or I get up wit’ you n**ga, either way
Done talkin’, b**ch it’s EBK
700, b**ch, it’s DOA
When you see me, n**ga, word to Blay

Speak on the dead, no takin’ it back
I be buggin’, I’m quick to attack
I can’t go out like Lotti or Matt
Keep a pole, brodie told me, Don’t lack
Mula keep shootin’, leave ’em on the pavement
I can’t talk about that situation
Pop me a Perky, got me elevated
They like, YB, you different
Run down, watch me get to clickin’
I start throwin’ bullets like a pitcher
Lotti, he dead, spin through the Hav
I’m tryna shoot it, aim it at his face
Too many opps livin’ up, it’s a shame
Sha Gz got beat, where the f**k was your gang
Yus Gz, slide up wit’ the stick, let it bang

On court, actin’ bad wit’ a deucey
Talkin’ hot, you get burned like a loosie
After loosie, get schooled wit’ this toolie
Baba, she lined him, tricked him, he a foolie
Totin’ guns, ain’t talkin’ Call of Duty
Wet him up, ain’t talkin’ no jacuzzi
Mr. Make-A-Movie, leave ’em gooey
You gon’ hold the stick or you gon’ boom it

I told Kay, Bro, I’m missin’ screws
We gon’ want it, n**ga, we going loose
Brought the mop and Yagi brought the broom
Shoot for JB, I’ma see you soon
Two guns on me, I’ma act a fool
Smoking wit’ opps, they thinkin’ s**t is cool
Run up on me, I’ma clear the room
YB shootin’, I ain’t talkin’ hoops
DrillyK n**gas smoking who
His lil’ dumbass got me on the moon
F**k that, Lotti in it too

Once again, I’ma geek on the track
If she shake it like nation, I beat on her back
Me and Doug back-to-back like the Beatles on track
If he talkin’ on bro, we gon’ aim for his cap…

Written by Kay Flock, Jo Bandz, Set Da Trend
Kay Flock | Set Da Trend | 2022