Eclipse DC The Don

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[Intro]
Whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Yeah)
Damn, Trademark
Let's go

[Chorus]
Basically everyone asking do I got a classic
I'm dropping another one this year (What?)
Niggas do well under pressure, but I'm bringing pressure
I'm 'bout to go dumb or some' this year (What?)
Ballin' like T-Mac in '04 when he played for Magic
The number one gun, I'm in tenth gear (Let's go)
Niggas still tryna be gang, but lil' nigga, you random
And nigga, we know that you big weird

[Post-Chorus]
Whole lotta gear, whole lotta, whole lotta ammo
Navy Seal boys all camo (What?)
Playin' the piano, Sosa still playing in my Lambo'
Feeling Trap Soul goin' Rambo (Yeah)
You nerdy-ass geeky-ass niggas
They talking that shit on the Mac while we up in the bando
Living rent-free in your head while I'm eating my snacks
And I'm fucking your bitch in my sandals (What?)

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