Doja/Don’t Sl33p* DC The Don

[Intro]
I know that they lurkin'
I don't sleep, I be workin'
My driver close the curtains (Get That Bentley)
I hotbox the whole damn whip, then my driver with how he swervin'
Paranoid and alert
So the police make me nervous

[Pre-Chorus]
Triple H on my shit, I put my bitch in a DT (Yeah, Yeah)
Why you showing your ice?
Boy we all know that them shits ain't VVs (Yeah, Yeah)
And I'm slow on the gas
Pedal to the medal, told 'em you can't beat me (Yeah, Yeah)
And we back on your ass (Trademark!)
Tell that lil bitch, it's a green beam (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Put that bitch in sport
I'm knowing that thеse motherfuckers see mе (Yeah, Yeah)
Girl I got all the cash, but my main bitch tryna leave me (Yeah, Yeah)
She goin' out sad, shit I'm finna slide girl delete me
I'm just tryna vibe with a freak, freak (Yeah)
I can go outside now they free me (Yeah)
Roll through your town, and we smokin' on doja
My bitch gettin' mad 'cause I got different motives
It's different strokes, for some new different folks
I ain't choosing no bitch, I been boosting my quota
Go like James Harden, these niggas ain't guarding
I'm back in the south, and I'm balling like Nola
Yeah, pick up the trap, Motorolla, yeah
Elon Musk shit, We can go up