Ron The Don Official, Tyga - Don’t Doubt It lyrics
Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ron The Don Official, Tyga - Don’t Doubt It lyrics]
Love, hate niggas, hate
Bitches, hate me, I can’t
Faded I might, faint faded I might, faint
My mind went, blank mind went, blank
Props to your future ghost writer
Most of these rappers are so uninspired
You don't know shit bout the
Business you should retire bRUUHHH
My nickname is volcano i spit that fire
BRUUHHH
Im self employed i dont need to get hired
You climbing a corporate ladder
I just get higher
ENDED THE NIGHT WITH a BLUNT AFTER THE REMIX
Spent the morning ina cunt she got me fixed
Had to hit class at lunch almost missed it
Came like 30 minutes late should’ve missed it
Last time you seen me girl
You should’ve kissed me
And that’s the right way around girl test me
Treat me like it’s the 21st century
I know you that kind of woman
Girl you can kill them and
Put em in a cematary
Yeah and you don’t have to doubt it girl
You don't gotta doubt it
I don't gotta doubt it
Baby why you gotta doubt it
You know that you got it
Why you gotta doubt it
You know that you got me
Baby you don't gotta doubt it
I know that they got me
I don't gotta doubt it
Love, hate niggas, hate
Bitches, hate me, I can’t
Faded I might, faint faded I might, faint
My mind went, blank mind went, blank
My team way too strong
Me and fake ones don’t get along wE DON’T
My team way too strong
Me and fake ones don’t get along
I say why they hatin’ on me?
I’m just tryin’ to get my guap
I’m just tryin’ to set my family up
First believe in one God
Then stack your paper higher, bitch
Get your money, stack your paper higher
Bitch we ain’t never fuck with cops
And that’s never gonna stop
And I’m posted at the tippy top
So get your money fast
And stack your paper higher, bitch
Get your money, stack your paper higher
Bitch thou shalt not fuck around
WITH WHAT I'M Channeling
I got the game by the
Horns i'll fuckking handle it
And after the xo toxicity will you miss me?
I dont pop pills or sniff shit
You wont have to miss me
Look me in the eyes you can see the its real
Im a soldier for la raza it aint about appeal
This aint about no fuck shit im
Trying to make you feel
If you gon be by my side make
Sure you gon be down to kill
If you gon be by my side
Make sure you keep it trill
Ill know that you down to ride
If you just keep it real
I’ll let you be the bonnie to
My clyde except with mass appeal
Except with sex appeal
And you don t gotta doubt it
Tell me why you always doubt me
Even though you don t even
Really gotta doubt it?
Bitches, hate me, I can’t
Faded I might, faint faded I might, faint
My mind went, blank mind went, blank
Props to your future ghost writer
Most of these rappers are so uninspired
You don't know shit bout the
Business you should retire bRUUHHH
My nickname is volcano i spit that fire
BRUUHHH
Im self employed i dont need to get hired
You climbing a corporate ladder
I just get higher
ENDED THE NIGHT WITH a BLUNT AFTER THE REMIX
Spent the morning ina cunt she got me fixed
Had to hit class at lunch almost missed it
Came like 30 minutes late should’ve missed it
Last time you seen me girl
You should’ve kissed me
And that’s the right way around girl test me
Treat me like it’s the 21st century
I know you that kind of woman
Girl you can kill them and
Put em in a cematary
Yeah and you don’t have to doubt it girl
You don't gotta doubt it
I don't gotta doubt it
Baby why you gotta doubt it
You know that you got it
Why you gotta doubt it
You know that you got me
Baby you don't gotta doubt it
I know that they got me
I don't gotta doubt it
Love, hate niggas, hate
Bitches, hate me, I can’t
Faded I might, faint faded I might, faint
My mind went, blank mind went, blank
My team way too strong
Me and fake ones don’t get along wE DON’T
My team way too strong
Me and fake ones don’t get along
I say why they hatin’ on me?
I’m just tryin’ to get my guap
I’m just tryin’ to set my family up
First believe in one God
Then stack your paper higher, bitch
Get your money, stack your paper higher
Bitch we ain’t never fuck with cops
And that’s never gonna stop
And I’m posted at the tippy top
So get your money fast
And stack your paper higher, bitch
Get your money, stack your paper higher
Bitch thou shalt not fuck around
WITH WHAT I'M Channeling
I got the game by the
Horns i'll fuckking handle it
And after the xo toxicity will you miss me?
I dont pop pills or sniff shit
You wont have to miss me
Look me in the eyes you can see the its real
Im a soldier for la raza it aint about appeal
This aint about no fuck shit im
Trying to make you feel
If you gon be by my side make
Sure you gon be down to kill
If you gon be by my side
Make sure you keep it trill
Ill know that you down to ride
If you just keep it real
I’ll let you be the bonnie to
My clyde except with mass appeal
Except with sex appeal
And you don t gotta doubt it
Tell me why you always doubt me
Even though you don t even
Really gotta doubt it?