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Big DOA, nigga
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like
Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah
Grrah, grrah-grrah
Hey, grrah-grrah
Grrt, baow, baow

F*ck the diss, I'ma act the f*ck up
Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)
Feel a way, you get clapped the f*ck up
Don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow, baow)
Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like
He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'? Grrt, baow, baow)
I'm a GBG baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)
Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow, baow)
I'm the king of New York and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch I do what I want)

Just copped out on a Carti'
Oh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat
I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie (bitch)
It get active like Ricky and Morty (like)
Tap your head (rah, rah)
Nigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow, baow)
Nigga dead
And I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need a army (grrah, grrah)

Big DOA, nigga
See the line so I'm packin' the bitch
Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit
V210 how I'm whackin' the whip
He tried to up but I'm faster with it
It get nasty, now he coughin' up blood
Told you that I get active with it (grrt, baow, baow)

F*ck the diss, I'ma act the f*ck up
Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)
Feel a way, you get clapped the f*ck up
Don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow, baow)
Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like
He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'? Grrt, baow)
I'm a GBG baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)
Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow, baow)
I'm the king of New York and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I want)
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English

Big DOA, nigga
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like
Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah
Grrah, grrah-grrah
Hey, grrah-grrah
Grrt, baow, baow

F*ck the diss, I'ma act the f*ck up
Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)
Feel a way, you get clapped the f*ck up
Don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow, baow)
Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like
He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'? Grrt, baow, baow)
I'm a GBG baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)
Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow, baow)
I'm the king of New York and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch I do what I want)

Just copped out on a Carti'
Oh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat
I like my bitch gangster, I don't like 'em Barbie (bitch)
It get active like Ricky and Morty (like)
Tap your head (rah, rah)
Nigga Rah got clapped now he in the Marley (baow, baow)
Nigga dead
And I'm tough by myself, no, I don't need a army (grrah, grrah)

Big DOA, nigga
See the line so I'm packin' the bitch
Feel under pressure, I'm blastin' the shit
V210 how I'm whackin' the whip
He tried to up but I'm faster with it
It get nasty, now he coughin' up blood
Told you that I get active with it (grrt, baow, baow)

F*ck the diss, I'ma act the f*ck up
Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (everybody shot)
Feel a way, you get clapped the f*ck up
Don't do Cîroc, only Act' in my cup (grrt, baow, baow)
Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that's tough, like
He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (where you goin'? Grrt, baow)
I'm a GBG baby, so, bitch, I'ma click 'til it's done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
And I love with the beam, if he run, I'ma turn him to Runtz (dummies)
Outside, no security, bitch, it's just me and my gun (it's just me and my gun, baow, baow)
I'm the king of New York and I'm still outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch, I do what I want)
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Writer: Damian Marley, Ini Kamooze, Kevin Perez, Kevin Viera, Luis Angel Marte, Stephen Marley
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave

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