Lyrics to Dead On Arrival
Know that I was different at a young age
I just made a play and then my life changed
I've been driving off that acid, call that DOA
All this smoke up in this room, girl, I can't see yo' face, girl I can't see your waist
I heard yo' titties fake but, shit, I'm tryna feel
I can't hold my tongue, uh, I just keep it real
Smoke up in my lungs, sum'n like gills
I made my bitch a nun, uh, she can't even feel
'Cause she's filled with pills, now
My old hoes is still down
Told that bitch don't give no fucks, live your life like Jill Scott
Tell me what you wanna do
I can't chase you, baby, you ain't on the loose
I be talkin' to my problems 'cause they know me too
I made her wet and said, "That pussy tightеr than a noose"
And then I'm comin' through
Remеmber that time I woke up sad, I went and got a hundred blues
You ain't never been inside a [?] nigga, ain't have no food
And it's funny 'cause these hundreds, they be sticky like that honeydew
And you know I'm fuckin' thuggin', mama prayin' to that sunny moon
I know one day I won't wake up
So I'm livin' 'til it come to me
TSA, they try to stop me, I got so much ones on me
And you know I got my brother, ain't no doubtin', you can count on me
I be walkin' there, where I'm forgetting that it's loud on me
And my diamonds VVS, it's like a motherfuckin' cloud on me
All I want is loyalty, don't talk about no clout to me
Know that I was different at a young age
I just made a play and then my life changed
I've been driving off that acid, call that DOA
All this smoke up in this room, girl, I can't see yo' face, girl I can't see your waist
I heard yo' titties fake but, shit, I'm tryna feel
I can't hold my tongue, uh, I just keep it real
Smoke up in my lungs, sum'n like gills
I made my bitch a nun, uh, she can't even feel
I just made a play and then my life changed
I've been driving off that acid, call that DOA
All this smoke up in this room, girl, I can't see yo' face, girl I can't see your waist
I heard yo' titties fake but, shit, I'm tryna feel
I can't hold my tongue, uh, I just keep it real
Smoke up in my lungs, sum'n like gills
I made my bitch a nun, uh, she can't even feel
'Cause she's filled with pills, now
My old hoes is still down
Told that bitch don't give no fucks, live your life like Jill Scott
Tell me what you wanna do
I can't chase you, baby, you ain't on the loose
I be talkin' to my problems 'cause they know me too
I made her wet and said, "That pussy tightеr than a noose"
And then I'm comin' through
Remеmber that time I woke up sad, I went and got a hundred blues
You ain't never been inside a [?] nigga, ain't have no food
And it's funny 'cause these hundreds, they be sticky like that honeydew
And you know I'm fuckin' thuggin', mama prayin' to that sunny moon
I know one day I won't wake up
So I'm livin' 'til it come to me
TSA, they try to stop me, I got so much ones on me
And you know I got my brother, ain't no doubtin', you can count on me
I be walkin' there, where I'm forgetting that it's loud on me
And my diamonds VVS, it's like a motherfuckin' cloud on me
All I want is loyalty, don't talk about no clout to me
Know that I was different at a young age
I just made a play and then my life changed
I've been driving off that acid, call that DOA
All this smoke up in this room, girl, I can't see yo' face, girl I can't see your waist
I heard yo' titties fake but, shit, I'm tryna feel
I can't hold my tongue, uh, I just keep it real
Smoke up in my lungs, sum'n like gills
I made my bitch a nun, uh, she can't even feel
