Kay Flock - Doomsday lyrics

Glo made that beat? Thunder Bklu, grrt
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah grrah-grrah, boom
When I up this bitch, bitch, better move
Like like, gang, gang
Better not fuck up my mood, like
Fuck that I go kuu, like, grrah
Like, grrah, grrah-grrah, like
Grrah-grrah, grrta-grrta, grrt, move
Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, grrt
Grrah-grrah, grrt, gang-gang-gang

If I up this 30, bitch, better move
(Like, what?)
Choppa go, "Grrah-grrah" bitch, know doom
Like 700, DOA be the move (Like, what?)
Talkin' on bro, I'ma shoot at your crew
Like (Like, who?)
Give a fuck if that shit make the news
(Give a fuck 'bout it)
She a baba, that lil' bitch a smooch, like


Off the patty or 42, she might get loose
Like (Get loose)
Off thе deuce, what I say, she gon' do, likе

Talkin' on bro, that's a ticket to death
(Gang-gang-gang)
Kay start buggin', clickin' 'till he dead
(Gang-gang-gang)
Thotty no rumpin', I just want the neck
(Gang-gang-gang) bitch, ain't no cuffin'
I just want the check
(Grrt, grrah-grrah-grrah)
Two shots hit him, now he gotta dip
Gun go up, when Kay say, "It's lit"
Catch him in traffic, like, "Pussy
Bet' not trip"
I'ma start flockin', tryna catch a hit
(Grrah, grrah)

Thunder be buggin', told lil' brodie
"Click 'em" (Click 'em)
If the gun jam up, we gon' strip 'em
(Strip 'em) red beam on the gun
How the fuck we missin'? (Like, damn)
If you on talkin' on bro, ya' mans grave
Where I'm pissin'
Like, Will go shot, niggas started snitchin'
And lil' Paco got shot
Niggas started bitchin'
Free Leeky, free Fetti
Drillin' like a dentist

Paco broke my heart, like, 80
Why you did it? Why you told on a drill? I
Thought that you was wit' it
Late night, on a drill
Aimin' for his fitted
How you talkin' on Blay?
Pussy never did shit (Pussy)
Catch GoodDay, run up, I ain't missin'
(Grrah-grrah, boom)
See bro, you were playin'
Nigga you was crippin' (Grrah-grrah)
They ain't go get back
Niggas steady dissin' (Grrah-grrah)
Hoppin' out the V, brodie get to clickin'
If he bunny hop, then we get to blitzin'
(Grrah-grrah-grrah)
And it's still free Nas
Make 'em meet the doctor (Free Nas)
Feel a way, come spin my block, move proper
(Grrah-grrah)
We keep, red beam, green beam, opp spotters
(Like, what? Like what?)

Dotty my holster, totin' on this knocker
(Grrah, grrah)
If we see the Ds, bitch, move proper
Lil Gotti call thotty, she eat up like pasta
(Like, what?)
Dougie, bitch, I brought the chop, bitch
(Like, woah)
I'm like Biggie, like, who shot ya'?
(Who shot ya'?)
Me and Dougie like Kobe and Shaq
(Like, hol' on)
Thunder catchin' alleys like Iguodala

Damn, opp thots catch bullets like lava
(Lava)
If that boy trip, he get took off the roster
(Like, what?) choppa gon' shake, lil'
Bitch don't holler, like
(Don't holler)
Pop a bean, don't need no grabba, like
(Grabba) we caught a opp, send that
Boy to the doctors, like
(Doctors, like)
He top five, I'm top one shotta, like
They go dumb, but, we givin' them rage
(Give 'em rage)
Get a bag in a minimum way (In a)
If I shoot
He get hit and his bitches get grazed
My day goin' good, but
I'm lookin' for Ray, lik

Hold on
Like (But I'm lookin' for) , it's a good day (Look)
Like, catch GoodDay, bitch, it's doomsday
Like, like, gang-gang like, gang-gang
Like, gang-gang