D.O.A.

[Produced by No I.D.] [Verse 1] Fiji water, grand-daddy purp Excuse me I let the semi-automatic burp Blood game mothafucka, call me Red Alert Young Carter kill in order, who get it first Stuff that girl with dick 'til her head burst Young Weezle flow needles, I can thread shirts Boy you ain’t did shit I had done said worse Flip your fitted cap back like Fred Durst Fiji water OG kush, yeah, I drink verses and eat hooks Got the stove on my waist, and we cooks I'm in the way you can’t pass like Aaron Brooks President - ride the car slow I let my driver drive, I'm on par 4 Spit hanging from my mouth, retard flow And I say what I want like an award show I'm on some shit ain’t even come out the ass yet Sit back and watch the green grow like the grass wet Young or old, there ain’t no comparin' me I just cleared that up, moment of clarity [Hook] [Verse 2] I'm about to go almonds Young head-buster, get your helmets You niggas real soft, what is that, velvet I get big chips, you get Alvins I'm about to go walnuts We get 7-digit money, you can call us Hit em with the chopper, watch em ball up Paint your face red, you all dolled up Yeah, Young Nino, nigga I do it for my team, Tim Tebow, nigga I'm killin' this shit, grim reap' flow, nigga Getting swallowed by the Maybach, deep throat nigga Uh, I'm about to go Planters I’m still in my prime, Deion Sanders We all gamblers, I will not lose Flow precious as diamonds, I drop jewels Give me mine or I'mma take mine Smoking purple, I heard it through the grape vine Weezy Baby, aka your highness I just killed this shit, moment of silence [Hook] [Verse 3] I'm in the zone like a fastball And I fuck the game up like a bad call Let the money stack, don’t let the cash fall Bars all day, no last call Uh, I'm in the Red Zone, nigga Wake up in the morning with your head gone, nigga Birdman Jr.'s wings spread on niggas Leave the beef in the streets and bring the bread home nigga Yeah, tell the doctor step aside please Dr. Carter got some lean in your IV's Strong dry weed, make my eyes bleed Strong arm rap, I rock an iron sleeve Uh, I'm in the zone like the secondary No lie bitch I’m flyer than a pet canary I’ma dog on the beat fuck the veterinary Two women praise me like Mary Mary I'm in the zone like college ball Spit fire like I’m sipping on a Molotov Loose bowels, this shit so easy Jay-Z: I might send this to the mixtape Weezy