Lipton

[Intro: Cloudmaster Price]

Ayy, Tega, Tega, gon' get it

[Verse 1: Cloudmaster Price]

I got the Wu-Tang flow in the palm of my hands

I'm just a dirty South nigga, that ain't rockin' in Vans

I could probably take it, thought it, but I need an advance

Yeah, I'm P-Dittin' to the hoe, I'm makin' a band

Niggas always wanna talk, but I ain't seein' a band

Yeah, she wanna claim she takin', I ain't seein' a man

And you wanna battle me but Doechii hand you a fan

Messin' with a loner nigga, I do not understand

Doech'

[Verse 2: Doechii]

Doechii potion in your ocean I'm the wave, your bitch in motion

I'm sadistic, no emotion, I'm statistic, locomotion

Say he like the way I spit

Slob on the track while he jerkin' up his dick, where's the lotion?

All these rap bitches in my DM want promotion

Remove that rap bitch off the map, that's promotion

Every nigga in the game claim that they was chosen

They ambition don't equate to how they flow and how I goes in

[Verse 3: Cloudmaster Price]

Bitch, I'm mad, then red, period flow, we bled

No power rule, you bitch want a lil' cloud, yeah, Caillou

Twilight, beef stew, yeah the game been good, we don't really need you

John Cena with your hoe, you can't even see who

And me and Doechii's in a Buick, color us a Mountain Dew

Ayy, what the fuck you tryna do? Pull up on your avenue

Don't give a fuck about revenue I'm showing different intervals

You looking at a general

My bitch came out from Portugal, other one from Liverpool

Cops watch a nigga roll, they tryna shoot but difficult

I'm danger to an undercover, feeling like mystical

Danger to an undercover feeling like mystical, Doech'

[Verse 4: Doechii]

They saying, "Doechii, don't do it," I've done it D-O-E-C-H, double I

Done devastated, double incarcerated, impostorated, doachies and doacheries, the agitation, deletor, decapitations, depurations, detour, building up a do-re-mi for desperation, for my dialect

Got the game a wreck, Hazer snake, I say that shit direct

Got a problem, say it with your chest, I spit it on the track

All you niggas whack, coming from a bitch that barely rap

Me and Cloud gon' take you motherfuckers off the Tampa map

Time to deport, I do this shit for D-Sport

Your studios a pit of snakes, but shit at least you record

[Interlude]

Goddamn, Doechii, Cloud

[Bridge: Cloudmaster Price]

And you don't stop, me and Doechii be at your doorstop

Niggas claim they real, but they not

No Wi-Fi, you no hotspot

[Verse 5: Doechii & Cloudmaster Price]

Yeah, take your fuckboy and I can turn him to my husband

Niggas wanna play, but they trippin' by a dozen

Culture vulture bitches see them circle and they buzzin'

When a nigga blow, watch him multiply my cousins

You ain't even eatin', this ain't Ramadan

I done love with a fuckboy what you on?

Hunt these bitches with my iPhone, Pokemon

And I'm the mother of your mother (Yeah), hoe, you're my son (Ayy)

Ooh yeah, knock knock, came up in this bitch with a Ziploc

Nigga, you can get shaked like dreadlocks

Hoes think it's a joke like Red Fox

Two words for a hatin', nigga, you can kill rocks

If they testin' my patience, I just might

Yo, why they keep sleepin' with the bed mites?

Lil' Shoney fall through with the hair right

Get a 414 if you act right

I'm in orbit with my sneeze like a satellite

And yeah my dome look fine, yeah she hella tight

And me and Doech' updated Biggie and Kim

Beagin' and slim, never touchin' the rim

The shot wet with it, loners over everything, never will forget it, yeah

[Outro: Cloudmaster Price & Doechii]

Ayy

I ain't got shit to say

I have shit to say

I'm Doechii from the motherfuckin' Northside

I am Doechii, bitch

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