Doe Boy – NONSENSE Lyrics

NONSENSE Lyrics by Doe Boy

[Intro]
(Buddah Blessed this beat)
Oh, really?

[Chorus]
I feel like lil’ Beezy back in 2012 (Doe Beezy)
Where my trey-five-seven at? That switch be droppin’ shells (Buh-buh-buh-buh)
I could never tell, bitch, I don’t run with 12 (Yessirski)
Tell a nigga find some paperwork that say Cotrell (Fool)
This lil’ Beezy back when he dropped “What You Mean” (Oh, really?)
What you mean? Do he got a beam? Nigga, what you think? (Buh-buh-buh-buh, fool)
Bitch, I’m pourin’ up your dead niggas when I drink
I ain’t tryna Tweet, nigga, we ain’t tryna link, uh (Think I’m playin’?)

[Verse]
Back when lil’ Beezy and TY was at the store
Youngest demon, that’s on Knowles, bitch, I always kept a pole (Knowles Avе, ask somebody)
Creepin’ up and down your street soon as I get the lo’ (Ask somеbody)
Bitch, I’m on your ass, you better watch the shit you post (Better ask somebody)
Feds takin’ pictures, throw my gang up, strike a pose (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Let me see his pistol, I’ma keep it like I’m ‘posed to
All I rap about is shit I did or shit I’m gon’ do (Facts)
Police bring a picture of your nigga, I don’t know you (No sirski)
I feel like lil’ Beezy back in 2010 (Doe Beezy)
Had a trey-eight on me, but I wish I had a fin (Facts)
I just called my twin, get you killed with Benjamins
Feel like baggage claim, bitch, we pull up, spin a bin
Pull up, spin a bin, spin a bin, spin again (Spin it)
If she fuck me better than her friend, I spend a ten (Come here, baby)
Shit don’t make no sense, damn, shit don’t make no sense
See you starin’ at my wrist, be a fool and take that risk (Oh, really?)

[Chorus]
I feel like lil’ Beezy back in 2012 (Doe Beezy)
Where my trey-five-seven at? That switch be droppin’ shells (Switchy)
I could never tell, bitch, I don’t run with 12 (Fuck it, fuck it)
Tell a nigga find some paperwork that say Cotrell (Please)
This lil’ Beezy back when he dropped “What You Mean” (What you mean, nigga?)
What you mean? Do he got a beam? Nigga, what you think? (Nigga, what you think?)
Bitch, I’m pourin’ up your dead niggas when I drink (Let’s go, fuck ’em)
I ain’t tryna Tweet, nigga, we ain’t tryna link, uh (Think I’m playin’? Oh, really?)

[Outro]
Doe Beezy
Yeah