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Doja Cat - 8th feat. Tru Heru

8th feat. Tru Heru

8th feat. Tru Heru

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[Intro Doja Cat]
Smokin' an 8th
Smokin' an 8th
Smokin' an 8th, 8th, 8th
Smokin' an 8th
Smokin' an 8th
Smokin' an 8th, 8th, 8th (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Doja Cat]
Back in my 8th
Fuck your rosé
Sippin' that late-late-latest
Smoking the 8th
Copping your bae
Look at your face, face, face
And call me insane
I won't confront
Y'all niggas lunch, I'ma negate
Yes I am hungry
I ain't a bully
You got the 20, I got 3k
I'm broken artist, I'm Bobby Brown, yeah you might be [?]
Wait, wait
Was it too soon or was it too late?
Fuck it I'm cray cray cray
Swaggin' all year
Swag till I die
You just swaggin' today
Hey, thanks
Thanks for the mention, thanks for the tension, thanks for raise, thanks, hey, yeah, ayy
But [?] gon' take it away, yeah, ayy, ayy
But [?] gon' take it away, yeah

[Verse 2: Tru Heru]
What is life like? Uh, ayy
It's that night life nigga, uh
Is that moonlight
When the moon right
I'm on two strikes nigga, uh
Tryna get it together I'm sick as whatever
I'm too right nigga, uh
I'm in tune right nigga, uh
I'm that moon type yeah, yeah, uh, uh
I'm the sun stars in the room type
Make 'em do right
I'm too godly, wait
I'm too oddly
The realest nigga in the room I be, uh
I told you niggas man I'm too godly
You never comprehend this
It's rare I even exist
Bitch tap me off your list
Just swear to God I did this before
Swear to God I ain't miss before
Reasons why you hate this you know?
I'm thinking bout shit
What's the reason 'bout shit?
Baby better off if I chill
I'd be better off with my pills
I'm just going thru shit, wait
Y'all thinkin' too much
I'm just knowing [?]

[Verse 3: Doja Cat]
Thru shit, bitches going thru shit
Y'all don't know this new whip
Y'all don't own this new crib
When your flow get too big
Know this new shit
Hold your two kids
That is no read
That's my two cents
Baby we need a revolution
Beg on your knees but I know your new chick
It's in the jeans boy you know that boob thick
You know that boob big
Gotta show the douche shit
Over seas on the coast [?] blue jet
Boutta go to Houston, na, na, na, na, na

[Verse 4: Tru Heru]
Hey, have you ever thought about the villa over out in Africa
Have you ever thought about the way your body hold the traffic up
They ain't bad enough
I'm the mother fucking man, hey
They don't ever understand, you
I'm too ultra, yeah, but I'm never owning that
I could never own enough, no
I'm forever owning that too, shit
My shit some of your shit
Feel, like I'm seasick by the ocean
Wait, oh shit, wait
Who the fuck are you supposed to be?
How you even get close to me?
Remember people never notice me
I'm lying
Always been in a nice spotlight
Probably cause I'm from a dark place
She don't even make my heart race no more
No more, no more, no, no more
She don't even make my
She don't even make my heart race no more

 

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