DOJA

[Intro: Chief Keef and Shadoe Haze]

Ayy (Phew)

Sit gang (Trap-a-Holics, bitch)

(Sosa on the beat), go, go (Phew)

Go (Phew)

(Damn son, where'd you find this?)

[Verse: Chief Keef]

Chief Sosa, I smoke doja (Phew)

I'm in the Rolls with your bitch bent over (Phew)

In the Rover, with the soldiers (Phew)

And we got the fuckin' poles, move over (Phew)

Got the toaster, and the holster (Phew)

I got angels hoverin' over my shoulders (Phew)

Twin glicks, nigga, I call 'em Olsens (Phew)

I'm so drippy, nigga, I'ma need a coaster (Phew)

Hop off the jet and gеt straight to the bag

Fuck the lil' niggas, we biggеr than that (Phew)

We hit the club and we enter the back

Behind me, lil' bro got a stick in his bag (Phew)

Ricky ran off and got hit in the back

Pull up on that ho and put dick in her back (Phew)

[Outro: Mike WiLL Made-It]

Ayy, nah, hold up, hold up, hold up, Trap, hold up, Pharris

Yeah, see, nah, this that motherfucker Sosa just sent me to listen to right quick

You know what I'm saying? We can't give 'em too much

Man, this that Dirty Nachos shit, man

Shit already coming in hot, shit already spicy

Man, let's keep that motherfucker rollin', man

Main course on the way