Music Video

GMF FatBoy - Door Dash (feat. Big Yavo) (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
GMF FatBoy
GMF FatBoy
Vocals
Big Yavo
Big Yavo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
GMF FatBoy
GMF FatBoy
Songwriter
Big Yavo
Big Yavo
Songwriter
Terrance Hood
Terrance Hood
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Look out, Veno)
(Supa Busy)
I'm gettin'— let's go (Uh, uh, uh)
Your guy's a poor man (Uh, man, uh, uh, uh)
Pull up like— for sure (What? Go)
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
Ayy, I'm gettin' money, baby (Munyun), your guy a poor man (Poor)
It just take one tap, hit my line, pull up like DoorDash (Front door)
No more Michael Kors, just bought my moms a new Dior bag (Cushion)
I'm tryna get rich (Why?), put a pause on romance (Let's go)
He act like a bitch, I call him lil' Lindsay Lohan (Lindsay)
Tryna get a sack, just call me Big Yavo straight ham (Big Mike)
My J hit that shit, then he beat it, do the Michael dance (Michael dance)
They was just a rack, now they fifty thousand dollar pants (Damn), I stuffed them (Why?)
Too fresh, not tryna tussle (Let's go)
I'm that and he's a Russel, zero, zero, he's a nothin'
Play with my pint, I'll get a bucket
Yeah (Go), what that mean? Score (Score)
Too hot right now, way far from low
I can't lie, I'm far from broke (Shh, shh)
Versace robes with the Marni loafs (Ree's)
Say, pockets swole like Calimosa, I ain't even got a flex it, yeah (Flex it)
Nike warehouse at his Q, say, FatBoy, got that chicken (That chicken)
Been outside, **** was in the crib still watchin' Eddie 'nem (Watchin' Eddie, phew, phew)
Had a three-some, black and white bitch, on the Raven chest (Phew, phew, that's so Raven)
My lil' cousin on fat, I keep that strap, don't waste, don't count on it (Don't count on it, yeah)
Been gettin' money since a youngin', got the sauce from my dad and 'nem (My dad and 'nem, yeah)
Raised on Griffin Ave, I was taught to get that pack and flip it (That pack and flip it, yeah)
Long live my **** Bubba (Phew, phew, phew), had a problem, always jackin' **** (Jackin' ****)
Stop with all that cap, lil' **** (That cap, lil' ****), you know where I'm at, lil' **** (I'm at, lil' ****, yeah)
Treat like bad barber (What you mean?), it push back, lil' **** (Push back, lil' ****, yeah)
I'm six feet with three o six three (Phew, phew), hop out, go try and catch a **** (Catch a ****)
You say when she with you she feel like Patrick, you a square, lil' **** (Square, what you mean?)
Ayy, I'm gettin' money, baby (Munyun), your guy a poor man (Poor)
It just take one tap, hit my line, pull up like DoorDash (Front door)
No more Michael Kors, just bought my moms a new Dior bag (Cushion)
I'm tryna get rich (Why?), put a pause on romance (Let's go)
He act like a bitch, I call him lil' Lindsay Lohan (Lindsay)
Tryna get a sack, just call me Big Yavo straight ham (Big Mike)
My J hit that shit, then he beat it, do the Michael dance (Michael dance)
They was just a rack, now they fifty thousand dollar pants (Damn), I stuffed them
Written by: Big Yavo, GMF FatBoy
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