DOJA Lyrics by $NOT ft. A$AP Rocky is latest English song with music also given by Dee B. DOJA song lyrics are written by Dee B, A$AP Rocky & $NOT.
DOJA Song Detail
| Song Name: | DOJA |
| Singer: | $NOT, A$AP Rocky |
| Composer: | Dee B |
| Lyrics by: | Dee B, A$AP Rocky, $NOT |
DOJA Lyrics
Ni**as got me f**ked up
No cap
Yuh, yuh dee b got that heat!
Why these ni**as talkin’ f**kin’ s**t?
I-I-I told ’em pipe down, I don’t need no little bi**h (huh?)
I f**ked that bi**h named doja cat, pull up in a scat pack (haha)
Windows tinted all black (go, go), bulletproof and all that (go)
F**k that, f**k you
F**k that, f**k you, f**k that
Bro, I’m posted like a bandit, choppa take your f**king candy (huh?)
F**k your ho I’ll leave her stranded, come and get her, she just landed (haha)
I got stamina, I be that soldier, that boy damager (huh?)
Four-five just let it go, push a ni**a, he want smoke (boom, dee b got that heat)
He want smoke? Let me know, I got smoke like bobby hill (boom boom)
Jack and jill .. Girls, perky make him f**kin’ choke (yeah)
I be spazzed out, pa*sed out, talk your s**t, change, bruh (go)
Meet your fate, extendo clip, .38 to your face (oof)
It’s okay, choppa spray, it’s gon’ f**k your bi**h today (roof)
I’m a demon, I be dancin’, got more fashion, that bi**h braggin’ (yeah)
Stop that cappin’ with no action, I be laughin’, ain’t no stressin’ (haha)
Smith & wesson when I’m steppin’, try to black out them sticks (go)
You a funny, you get blitzed (go), walk around, I’m like a lick (go)
Lollipop, you get shot, pick your body up and drop (haha)
Dee b got that heat!
Man, them ni**as got me
Them ni**as got me
Them ni**as got me f**ked up
Why these ni**as talkin’ f**kin’ s**t?
I-I-I told ’em pipe down, I don’t need no little bi**h (huh?)
I f**ked that bi**h named doja cat, pull up in a scat pack (haha)
Windows tinted all black (go, go), bulletproof and all that (go)
F**k that, f**k you
F**k that, f**k you, f**k that
Army boots, army bomber jacket like what’s happening cunt (huh)
Lay your hand on my fabric then we scrappin’ cunt (uh)
Broad day wave a automatic like what’s happening (f**k that)
My pistol rick and raf and its matching with my fashion (uh)
Silly cunt down town, up town, really where we from (woah)
Call my slatt, call my slag, f**k you jackin’
Call the lads tell them order foreign gas, now we battlin’
Tried to tell you its more than rap, hold the mic with my right
Throw a jab or the grab, throw a dab with my left all of that, (all that, all of that)
Watch them sprint like they white? (white)
Like my windows with that tint
Invite your widow to my tent
I f**k my first milf at like ten
Don’t want no fishbowl in that bi**h
I need my windows five percent
Dee b got that heat!
Man, them ni**as got me
Them ni**as got me
Them ni**as got me f**ked up
Why these ni**as talkin’ f**kin’ s**t?
I-I-I told ’em pipe down, I don’t need no little bi**h (huh?)
I f**ked that bi**h named doja cat, pull up in a scat pack (haha)
Windows tinted all black (go, go), bulletproof and all that (go)
F**k that, f**k you
F**k that, f**k you, f**k that
F**k that, f**k that, f**k that, f**k that
F**k you, f**k you, f**k you, f**k you