[Verse 1: DC The Don]
Play with them keys, like my last name was storch
Nigga was five when I jumped off that porch
Nigga got fire, bitch I'm keepin' that torch
I ride in that demon, we skrrt off the porch
We got them records, of course
Suicide do-o-rs
Send your lil' bro to the morgue
She on her knees like she pray to the lord
We got that shit in back
Got a trunk and that bitch in matte black
Shoot a fuck nigga right in his back
Two choppas, I'm the bitch with the Mac
We gon' sweep bitch, I'm the cat with the mac
Fuck that Twitter beef, and bitch where you at?
Sauce will pull up with that rat-tat-tat-tat
[Verse 2: Big Sauce]
I'ma pull up with that thing
I'ma let it fire
I'ma shoot a fuck nigga right in his face
They say, "Young Sauce [?]"
Hell yeah, a nigga did it yesterday
Walked in the mall with a gucci bag on, nigga, and a nigga spent 40k
Made it back in the same day
Get away, skrrtin' in a i8
Bitch I'm a demon
What in the fuck was you thinkin?
Thot runnin' up, I'ma kill you
I keep a red dot, just like a zit on your head
Pussy boy, I go extra
[Verse 3: TyTheGuy]
Pull up with that boom
I'ma fall out when I pop out that trunk
[?] pump
Turn your body to a plump
Bank account like Trump
[?] nigga with your pump
Walk in the store baby, what you want?
Tell me the price baby, what you want?
[?]
I'm a young nigga, and I'm poppa don
[?]
Tell that pussy nigga spin
[Verse 4: Trademark and DC The Don]
Stop it, Shh, foenem pulled up with a rocket
[?] stop it
I keep a stick for your noggin
Pull up that nigga, no pocket
Better answer the door when we knockin'
Do not play with me and Trademark, we lobbin'
Finna bleed 'em, feel like Blueface, we moppin'
Me and DC just like Batman and Robin
Pussy boy where is the problem?
If you want smoke, that's an option
We turn your city to Gotham
Play with them keys, like my last name was storch
Nigga was five when I jumped off that porch
Nigga got fire, bitch I'm keepin' that torch
I ride in that demon, we skrrt off the porch
We got them records, of course
Suicide do-o-rs
Send your lil' bro to the morgue
She on her knees like she pray to the lord
We got that shit in back
Got a trunk and that bitch in matte black
Shoot a fuck nigga right in his back
Two choppas, I'm the bitch with the Mac
We gon' sweep bitch, I'm the cat with the mac
Fuck that Twitter beef, and bitch where you at?
Sauce will pull up with that rat-tat-tat-tat
[Verse 2: Big Sauce]
I'ma pull up with that thing
I'ma let it fire
I'ma shoot a fuck nigga right in his face
They say, "Young Sauce [?]"
Hell yeah, a nigga did it yesterday
Walked in the mall with a gucci bag on, nigga, and a nigga spent 40k
Made it back in the same day
Get away, skrrtin' in a i8
Bitch I'm a demon
What in the fuck was you thinkin?
Thot runnin' up, I'ma kill you
I keep a red dot, just like a zit on your head
Pussy boy, I go extra
[Verse 3: TyTheGuy]
Pull up with that boom
I'ma fall out when I pop out that trunk
[?] pump
Turn your body to a plump
Bank account like Trump
[?] nigga with your pump
Walk in the store baby, what you want?
Tell me the price baby, what you want?
[?]
I'm a young nigga, and I'm poppa don
[?]
Tell that pussy nigga spin
[Verse 4: Trademark and DC The Don]
Stop it, Shh, foenem pulled up with a rocket
[?] stop it
I keep a stick for your noggin
Pull up that nigga, no pocket
Better answer the door when we knockin'
Do not play with me and Trademark, we lobbin'
Finna bleed 'em, feel like Blueface, we moppin'
Me and DC just like Batman and Robin
Pussy boy where is the problem?
If you want smoke, that's an option
We turn your city to Gotham
( DC The Don )
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