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DC The Don

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Basically everyone asking do I got a classic

I′m dropping another one this year

Niggas do well under pressureBut I'm bringing pressure

I′m bout to go dumb or sum this year

Ballin like T Mac in '04 when he played for Magic

The #1 gun I'm in 10th gear

Niggas still tryna be gang but lil nigga you random

And nigga we know that you big weird

Whole lotta gear

Whole lotta

Whole lotta ammo

Navy seal boys all camo

Playin′ the piano

Sosa still playing in my Lambo

Feeling Trap Soul goin′ Rambo

You nerdy ass geeky ass niggas

They talking that shit on the mac while we up in the bando

Living rent free in yo head while I'm eating my snacks

And I′m fuckin yo bitch in my sandals

These niggas they weird as a bitch

I just told lil bro we don't fuck with they kind I ain′t answering

These rappin ass niggas keep hitting me asking for features

But brodie this shit is unflattering

Got a big headed bitch she imagining

Stats too high this shit is staggering

Walk thru mute the fuckin chattering

Tool go gratta-ta end his fucking gathering

I took a chill pill I'm feeling amazing

Smoking so loud I′m a regular patient

Moving around with a glock like the Matrix

Please watch what you say

Cause this shit can get dangerous

Okay this choppa don't miss it ain't aimless

Aye lil brodie chill out boy it′s hella surveillance

Smoking on gas

Big pack in a spaceship

I′m that nigga this year

I'm just making a statement

Woah

Basically everyone asking do I got a classic

I′m dropping another one this year

Niggas do well under pressure

But I'm bringing pressure

I′m bout to go dumb or sum this year

Ballin like T Mac in '04 when he played for Magic

The #1 gun I′m in 10th gear

Niggas still tryna be gang but lil nigga you random

And nigga we know that you big weird

I'm too rich

Clearly girl I'm too sick

Woke up mad tryna get him hit

Fuck that talking nigga what′s his zip?

Like damn he pissed!

Tryna shoot the boy damn he missed!

Bought her OnlyFans damn he simped!

Finna fuck around and bust my wrist

Choppa for lunch bitch we serving up dish

Light skin lil bitch tried to suck on my dick

I′m exhausted I'm holding a ton my wrist

Ksubi jeans got me feeling a hunnit and shit

In the party with Poudii we huntin and shit

Bought my mama a house having fun with this shit

With Lil Frosty and Tomi we blunted and shit

Moving in tune when the money make sense

Need the front and the back or I ain′t coming lil bitch

I'm taking off

Shit you knew I wouldn′t stay

I'm still a rockstar

I feel it in my veins

I asked you voluntary

Did you forget that day?

Oh yes of course you did

That′s why I'm MIA

Rocket ship in a whole nother space

Basically everyone asking do I got a classic

I'm dropping another one this year

Niggas do well under pressure

But I′m bringing pressure

I′m bout to go dumb or sum this year

Ballin like T Mac in '04 when he played for Magic

The #1 gun I′m in 10th gear

Niggas still tryna be gang but lil nigga you random

And nigga we know that you big weird

Whole lotta gear

Whole lotta

Whole lotta ammo

Navy seal boys all camo Playin' the piano

Sosa still playing in my Lambo

Feeling Trap Soul goin′ Rambo

You nerdy ass geeky ass niggas

They talking that shit on the mac while we up in the bando

Living rent free in yo head while I'm eating my snacks

And I′m fuckin yo bitch in my sandals