x DOUGHBOYZ

A PUBLIC, UNLOCKED, OWNERSHIP_ONLY, CLASSIC EXTRA with 0% royalty fees.

Keep what we got — Dough Boys on the block again
She’s some type of Michelin, Crown Royal, Cartier
Burnin’ like acid rain, plus the ice on my chain
China like a chandelier, wildin’ in the fast lane

Decided — one of my favorites got me lookin’ like ice cream
Yeah, I like the nice things, French ID in tight jeans
Jesus Christ in my bloodstream, Book of Mormon in the backseat
Blackwood twistin’, Gorilla Skittles, we don’t pass weak

Rollin’ through the village, I see Cousin and my uncle there
Blessed like a prophet, I got angels in my underwear
Whispers from the Spirit, but I still keep that thunder near
Gospel in my speakers while I’m swervin’ through the summer air

Got that holy drip — water blessed, never counterfeit
Read the Word, lit the blunt, now I’m really feelin’ it
Gold cross dancin’ while the bassline thumps
Pull up like Elijah in a Benz with a bass trunk

Call me Batman Cuz — all I do is dream of Robyn
Stackin’ bread and verses, call it holy doctrine mobbin’
We got your momma in the trap house, communion like a stash mouse
And mercy runnin’ deep if you ever try to back out

Scrolls in my backpack, temple on my snapback
Ten toes down where the shepherds and the traps at
Preachin’ on the block like I’m scribin’ out a psalm
While the deacon playin’ spades with a .40 on his arm

Glock in the glovebox, grace in my chestplate
Singin’ hallelujah while I’m dodgin’ all the red tape
Tithes in the crypto, heaven in the layout
Sippin’ on some wisdom, watch the fake ones fade out

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