Doodie Lo – “Nowhere” [Audio, Lyrics, Video]

Doodie Lo premieres the video for the song, “Nowhere” produced by Omar Guetfa & ATL Jacob. Stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Doodie Lo Nowhere

The legacy of King Von lives on, thanks to his friend Doodie Lo. The rapper dropped his album Big Doodie Lo on August 27th, featuring the track “Nowhere,” which received its own music video earlier this week.

In the clip, the Illinois native can be seen mobbing in the streets with his crew before heading into a corner store and through a hallway where he pours himself up some lean. The 29-year-old is clearly dressed for a chilly day, wearing a heavy winter coat, a beanie, and plenty of flashy jewelry.

Doodie Lo – Nowhere (prod. Omar Guetfa & ATL Jacob)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy (Ayy), gang (Gang), bitch (Bitch)
Pussy
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) OTF, gang

[Chorus]
I was getting money, I was trapping in Atlanta (Bitch)
Know some goofy niggas and I heard they from Savannah (Goofy)
Bring them chops out, we gon’ do this shit for Grandson (Boom)
Boom, boom, hammer at him, pussy, we ain’t sparing none (Gang)
Hope these niggas keep their mouth closed if the feds come (Shh)
We ain’t do that shit, we don’t put out no ransoms (Nah, pussy)
Pop out, where your shows at? You pussy, you won’t go there (Pussy)
I’m aiming at your nose hair, that’s sad, you can’t go nowhere (Boom, boom, boom, boom)

[Verse]
Niggas only gangsters when they get on live (When they get on live)
When we get your lo’-lo’, boy, you gon’ die (Boy, you gon’ die)
I know you really scarеd, why you really high (You really high)
This another homicidе, a lot of people’s mommas crying (Boom, boom)
Niggas flip that switch with the blick, it’s gon’ hit you up (Hit you up)
No face, no case, boy, you safe when they pick you up (Gang)
That nigga is a wannabe, them killers stand in front of me (Front of me)
Nigga, I do life if that shit ever come to me (Gang)
And them .223s, they be stinging like a bumblebee (Grrah, grrah)
You talkin’ like you with that, bitch, we real Get Back (Get Back)
And the strikers just sit back, one up top, bitch, click-clack (Boom)
Foenem push your shit back, split his top, that’s a Kit-Kat (Gang, gang, let’s get it)

[Chorus]
I was getting money, I was trapping in Atlanta (Bitch)
Know some goofy niggas and I heard they from Savannah (Goofy)
Bring them chops out, we gon’ do this shit for Grandson (Boom)
Boom, boom, hammer at him, pussy, we ain’t sparing none (Gang)
Hope these niggas keep their mouth closed if the feds come (Shh)
We ain’t do that shit, we don’t put out no ransoms (Nah, pussy)
Pop out, where your shows at? You pussy, you won’t go there (Pussy)
I’m aiming at your nose hair, that’s sad, you can’t go nowhere (Boom, boom, boom, boom)