Текст песни Daily Duppy - MoStack

Ooh, I'm off the liquor
Illin' with the sticka
I don't fuck with that nigga

Aah, I'm off the liquor
Illin' with the sticka
I don't fuck with that nigga

Yo, too much soft youts, not enough savage
See my eye bags, I carry nuff baggage
I'm still on the roads, I'm a street addict
How the hell they broke and they still feed their weed habits?

Niggas say they ride if they touch me
Got touched and it's only me on some fuckery
Niggas say they love me, they ain't really loving me
Unless you think loving me is seeing me and spudding me

Oh, yeah, blud I got family out of nowhere
'Cause I've been making noise for the whole year
And my advice is don't stare, I beg your dawg there
I'm wid' the yout with no care, I'll leave man with no hair

I'm really from the block, I could never pretend
I swear he fucks with the opps? We'll never be friends
You're round them so much you even smell like them
If I grab her by nine, I'll have her back by ten

A.M., Bro got nicked for a charge, A.M.
I swear that's the feds in the car, I hate them
I heard they want beef with the squad
And say when man pull up and spray skengs, yo

I gotta pray before I leave my house
I got a lot of fucked niggas tryna take man down
They scheme, they browse, you was my bro, my pal
We don't speak but your secrets don't leave my mouth, argh

I'm with the soul killers, you know the roads are vicious
I heard my bro snitchin', and it hurts 'cause I love and miss him
They called us broke they were so malicious
Mm-ch, mm-ch, revenge taste so delicious

Why you naked on the gram? Yo shawty
That ain't just your puss, that's everyone's punani
Wife dat gyal, nah, nah, that ain't me B
My gyal wouldn't even post a pic in bikini

Look now, niggas tryna diss me 'cause I'm known
You made a vid with my jewels, and you still ain't blown
Keep the drillers in the hood, they'll turn everyone cabbage
All the nerds we can swap them for 21 Savage

I'm shopping for a mash, nigga send me all the prices
In my 20's and I've had a midlife crisis
Shot in my back, I never said shit
How dare you call me snitch, are you fucking sick?

I'm a psycho, that's sicker
I just drink weed and smoke liquor
Never trust a nigga, I had no father figure
Always my dick and my balls that she lick-ah
Then when she went lower than my balls I just shiver

Busy on the block man, I never done study
You ain't seen dirt man, you never did muddy
In school you was a nerd and now you're coming back cruddy
When I gave the shank to my bro, he brought it back bloody

Argh, they tried to take me down but I'm Deya
How dare you think a weapon's more stronger than prayer
I'm more than blessed, I'm more than flex
Ayy gyal, I can't stay, this ain't more than sex

It is what it is
Ain't showering for weeks 'cause I'm tryna get stinking rich
Sometimes you have to sink that ship, like fuck friendships
You weren't real from the start, man you always told fibs, yo

Show me you're loyal and I got you for life
Show me betrayal I'ma cut you with knife
Mommy don't cry, everyting's alright
I just bought a new home, everyting's all white

But man are still reckless and ruthless, don't let me have to prove it
I'ma really do something stupid
I'ma hit the target if I shoot it
The only thing I miss is J Hus' new music

Ooh, I'm off the liquor
Illin' with the sticka
I don't fuck with that nigga

Aah, I'm off the liquor
Illin' with the sticka
I don't fuck with that nigga

3 J Hus, 3 J Hus, J Hus, J Hus
J Hus, J Hus, J Hus, J Hus, J Fucking Hus
Miss that nigga man

3 Jugga J, DK, Blade, Mikes, DB, all the mandem
Stay Lo, Banky, Scammy, Bronson, Menace, JP, Boogie, Nas, S, H, Megz
Dubs, G Bop, Fari, YB, KT, AB, GB, Dirty, Spliff, Rasta, A Rackz
Stillz, GR, TB, Alisade, Jiggy, Face, Shorty

S Dot, Peezy, Aystar, Natty, Poison, Shakes, Roy
Shout out my nigga Tuckz
Rest in peace Muffin, Crimer, my nigga die hard
Hornsey for life, big up all the mandem in the Ville

Ooh, I'm off the liquor
Illin' with the sticka
I don't fuck with that nigga