2012 DC The Don

[Intro]
This shit make me feel like-
Like I'm back in 20- 2012, or something

[Verse]
I got out my feelings, bruh, I might fill it up
Like, where my stripper bitches in the city?
I'm here for the night and I'm booted, I might spill my cup, just did a show in the city like I ain't kill that ho
Before I change, niggas went and got up in this, bruh
Fuck around and OD in some winnings, huh
Can't smoke my blunt, can't fuck my bitch, can't tote my gun, can't blast my stick, that's all
And still they playing over
We ain't passing to these niggas 'cause these niggas ain't open
My flex, white tee, white jeans, white coat
Left foot, right foot, G step, let's go
Go, outside, woah
Military wеapons, bitch, we movin' like the po'
And I'on givе a fuck, he can't book my shows
Set the city on fire, am I really that cold?
Who them young niggas rocking all Ed Hardy?
LETTER 5 T-shirt Scotty
Who them niggas? Way too snotty
I been Michael Jordan, lil bitch, I ain't Scotty
Or Pippin, or Brady, I don't need assistance
This shit I be doing too hard and they [?]
And oh, yeah, lil bitch, I ain't losing my grip
If you wanna stay, you can take you a pic'
Bitch, I ain't ridin' or clutchin' or muh'fuckin' blitz
You wanna fuck where you lay with the United Nations, just take you a muh'fuckin' pic
Lil' bitch on my grandmother kids, I'm on my way