[Intro]
Get that Bentley
Trademark!
[Chorus]
b*tch, its DC The Don, and I'm really up
2020 Corvette, with my semi tucked
This a whole lotta who*es, tell 'em, giddy up
On the road, we gon' come fu*k your city up
But I bet we won't fu*k with no groupies
Its fu*k 2's in this b*tch, we the goonies
I got more Rick Owens, than Rick Owens
Donny MVP, if you don't like it, then shoot me
[Verse 1]
Better run from T-Money, no business
That's Trademark in the back, he do fitness
Twenty five, yeah that's a very long sentence
But I got some ni**as fifteen, and they with it
They bust at yo fitted
Shoot me a craps, I double my digits
I'm really him, they like "ni**a, who is it?"
Shoot up the bags in the back, that's my image
This b*tch keep going live tryna fu*k up my image
I don't do that sh*t, this b*tch got it twisted
Walk around like a lick, got dior on my feet-
[Chorus]
b*tch, its DC The Don, and I'm really up
2020 Corvette, with my semi tucked
This a whole lotta who*es, tell 'em, giddy up
On the road, we gon' come fu*k your city up
But I bet we won't fu*k with no groupies
Its fu*k 2's in this b*tch, we the goonies
I got more Rick Owens, than Rick Owens
Donny MVP, if you don't like it, then shoot me
[Verse 2]
Hollow tips'll put one in yo head
I ain't trippin' he already dead
b*tch its up, you done said what you said
Shoot in his face, that lil' ni**a a fed [?] shootin' lead
My b*tch givin' head
I don't fu*k with twelve, I turned thirteen instead
I'm countin' this bread
b*tch in my face keep on askin' 'bout zodiac, I think that she got a problem with me
Shawty she fu*k like she-