Date 2020-10-31
Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, Music Video, New Music
Doe Boy Tweakin
Doe Boy and Southside have been cooking up some heat as of late. Earlier this month, the two dropped a collaborative track called “Yessirski,” and now, the producer-rapper tandem is back with yet another track, this time featuring the talents of Future. Given Doe Boy is an artist signed to Freebandz, the collab would only make sense.
As one would expect from a track featuring these two – as well as Southside production – it’s a banger. The hard-hitting synths that open up the song are immediately followed up by a strong hook from Future, who is then followed up by Doe Boy who provides menacing lyrics in his verses.
Doe Boy – Tweakin (ft. Future) (prod. TooDope & Southside)
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[Intro: Future & Doe Boy]
Rubberband Money Gang
Pluto to Pluto to Pluto to Doe
[Chorus: Future & Doe Boy]
Hang with some real niggas, you hang with the opposite (Hangman)
Pain pills, what you want? That’s why they callin’ me (Hangman)
I’m ocean, view, South Beach from out of poverty (Hangman)
Doe Beezy, lil’ bruh, it’s time to pull a robbery (Amen)
Catchin’ the opposite out of bonds, you gotta spray it a hundred times (Hangman)
Drinkin’ Codeine, wash my Adderall down (Hangman)
Conversin’ with my demons any time I get high (High)
Go to court, beat it, you could buy a homicide (Let’s go)
[Post-Chorus: Future & Doe Boy]
I pray you got an extendo on your Glock 9
Young niggas tweakin’, can’t wait to slide
Conversin’ with my demons any time I get high (Hangman)
Go to court, beat it, you could buy a homicide (Brr, Doe Beezy)
[Verse 1: Doe Boy]
All these millions that we worth ’cause we can buy a homicide (Hangman)
All these bullets flyin’, nigga, ain’t nowhere to hide (Ain’t nowhere to hide)
Tweak, tweakin’, there you try (Hangman)
Tell the opps, “Come outside” (Oh, really?)
[Pre-Chorus: Future & Doe Boy]
Tweak
Yeah, my young niggas tweakin’ (Hangman)
Tweak
Yeah, my young niggas tweakin’ (Hangman)
Tweak
Yeah, my young niggas tweakin’ (Let’s go)
[Chorus: Future & Doe Boy]
Hang with some real niggas, you hang with the opposite (You hang with the opposite)
Pain pills, what you want? That’s why they callin’ me
I’m ocean, view, South Beach from out of poverty
Doe Beezy, lil’ bruh, it’s time to pull a robbery (Doe Beezy, oh, really?)
Catchin’ the opposite out of bonds, you gotta spray it a hundred times
Drinkin’ Codeine, wash my Adderall down
Conversin’ with my demons any time I get high (Doe Beezy, Doe Beezy, Doe Beezy)
Go to court, beat it, you could buy a homicide (Let’s go)
[Verse 2: Doe Boy]
Nigga need to stop hidin’, need to start slidin’ (Start slidin’)
Niggas said, “It’s smoke,” his nigga died, he started cryin’ (He started cryin’)
Go against the Bird, that’s when niggas start dyin’ (Start dyin’)
Niggas need to stop snitchin’, need to start lyin’ (Oh, really?)
Rubberband Money Gang, yeah, and we pop shit (Gang, gang)
I just bought a body, he gon’ die when that deposit hit (Brr, brr)
Don’t care ’bout no innocent bystanders, they ain’t stop us (Brr, brr)
Thought he was a gangster, chopper turned him to the opposite (Fool, let’s go)
Money counter, beep, beep (Yeah)
Chopper on the seat, seat (Yeah)
Pull up and we tweak
Bird Gang, but we don’t tweet (Let’s go)
Pussy drop a tweet
FN make him hit delete (Brr)
Think you street, street?
Shooters pull up, tweak, tweak (Boom, boom, boom)
[Chorus: Future & Doe Boy]
Hang with some real niggas, you hang with the opposite (You hang with the opposite)
Pain pills, what you want? That’s why they callin’ me (That’s why they callin’ me)
I’m ocean, view, South Beach from out of poverty (Out of poverty)
Doe Beezy, lil’ bruh, it’s time to pull a robbery (Oh, really?)
Catchin’ the opposite out of bonds, you gotta spray it a hundred times
Drinkin’ Codeine, wash my Adderall down (Wash my Adderall down)
Conversin’ with my demons any time I get high (Any time I get high)
Go to court, beat it, you could buy a homicide (Buy a homicide)
[Outro: Future & Doe Boy]
Tweakin’
Yeah, my young niggas tweakin’ (Hangman)
Tweakin’
Yeah, my young niggas tweakin’ (Let’s go)
(Pluto to Pluto to Pluto to Doe)
(Pluto to Pluto to Pluto to Doe)
Tweakin’
Yeah, my young niggas tweakin’ (Rubberband Money Gang)