- DC The Don Walk Thru 歌詞
- DC The Don
- Damn, VG, you made this?
Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through
I gotta dip when I'm on too long
She broke my heart but it make cool songs
I caught a flight, I been gone too long
True Religion on me, level up my soul
Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh
I paid it back to my kinfolk
I hope her love didn't go too slow
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that
Hit one-ninety -seven on the drag like that
And she like how I flex with my cash like that, yeah
Slow up the motion, mix the Red Bull with the Henny, the potion
Double shot in, now it feel like I'm floatin'
In LA, the penthouse chillin', I'm cozy, yeah, ayy
She actin' nosy, blasian baddie out the city of Oakland (Yeah)
Took a flight to come and visit the Trojan (Yeah)
Fell in love and now it's power she holdin'
Get on my knees and asked the lord to save me
I hope it kills my demons when I pray
I hope you checkin' on me, am I crazy?
These are the thoughts I'm havin' every day
Numbin' my brain and hoppin' the Mercedes
This a temporary mental break
I always thought that love would never faze me
Clearly I'm wrong, I'll feel this every day
Love all my boys 'cause I wanna be Diddy (Huh)
Fell in love with this * ***********' city (Yeah)
LA crazy but this s**t is pretty (Yeah)
But be careful, this s**t can get gritty (Yeah)
I'm a soldier, I ride with the semi
I been screamin' my pain, can you feel me?
Run it up, I just start to feel dizzy
Bangin' hard on the glass come and get me, yeah yeah
Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through (What)
I gotta dip when I'm on too long (Yeah)
She broke my heart but it make cool songs (Yeah)
I caught a flight, I been gone too long (Yeah)
True Religion on me, level up my soul
Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh (Yeah)
I paid it back to my kinfolk (Yeah)
I hope her love didn't go too slow (Yeah)
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that (Yeah)
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that
And she like how I flex with my cash like that, yeah
Bro the ***** hatin' ass ******, dare you run but these ****** still talkin' down (Yeah)
I count my fetty, diamonds on me pretty, really what these ****** be talkin' 'bout (Yeah)
Talkin' out your ass, you a night time ***** (Wha)
'Cause we never caught you in the night time girl, hey (Wha)
Hide your rubber band with my night time girl, huh (Wha)
He say he a fan, tryna style my looks (Wha)
Look what it cost *****
I'm too saucy, I'm too flawless (Yeah)
He so lucky to get all this (Yeah)
Purple dragon is that flaw s**t, yeah (Yeah)
Go hit the mall ***** (Wha)
Buy it all 'cause I needall this (Splurge)
Life stay movin', you can't pause it (Splurge)
Live the moment, that's some boss s**t
Live the moment, that's some boss s**t
I can't work without a cost ***** (Yeah)
On they ass, could lose it all ***** (Yeah)
I'm just hoping I don't fall ***** (Yeah)
God spoke to me, that's a cheat code
Now I'm ballin' out in beast mode
Now I never miss a free throw
Now I never work for free ho, yeah, yeah
Fifteen hundred dollars for a walkthrough, need that s**t all today, yeah
In the strip club throwin' house rent, watchin' it fall away, yeah
Flex when I walk *****
I roll diamonds on me, ain't no faucet (Yeah)
Super plugged and my collar Rick Ross ***** (Yeah)
You was sleepin ' on me, you exhausted, yeah, yeah
Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through (Wha)
I gotta dip when I'm on too long (Krrow)
She broke my heart but it make cool songs (Yeah)
I caught a flight, I been gone too long (Yeah)
True Religion on me, level up my soul
Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh
I paid it back to my kinfolk (Yeah)
I hope her love didn't go too slow (OK)
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop , hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that (Yeah)
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that (Skrrr)
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that (Skrrr)
And she like how I flex with my cash like that (Ok)
Damn, VG, you made this?
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