[Intro: DC The Don & Lil Uzi Vert]
I just got my beat from Maaly Raw, yeah (Go)
Stack it up, I make it stand tall, yeah (Da-da-da-da-da, dat be Maaly Raw!)
How the fuck I'm a act like that, when I know that I got flaws, yeah
[Chorus: DC The Don]
Like stomp on the gas
Honestly, I've been chillin' love don't make me mad
She had me runnin' around with her head all day, I'm feelin' gassed
It's a cold world and I'm freezin' love, I'm in my bag
Showed a ho my bank account, she almost had a heart attack, yeah, woah
[Verse: DC The Don]
It's too easy, shit, the contract, shit too greazy
I had some niggas 'round me, too greedy
And the last bitch was too needy
Pick up the phone, hello, who need me?
Next day I'm gone, had to leave that bitch, DC Houdini
Feelin' stuck, like I'm all hurts forever
Even time couldn't fix all the things you said to me
When I'm gone, I miss being together
Fuck it I'm goin' back, you never fail to go embarrass me
Hey, yeah, like you remember me? Yeah
I shoot dirty, my chopstick too dirty, yeah, yeah
Gotta clean my hands off, I done got blood on my jersey, yeah
Shootin' that nigga, not doing discussion (Yeah)
Checking my iPhone, that shit keep on buzzin' (Yeah)
I just hopped off the plane, like he up to something
Give that ho everything, and she left me with nothing (Yeah)
So when I go meet her, think I'm beloved (Go)
Smoking that gas, I caught a concussion (Go)
And she made me mad, I'm knowin' she love it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
These ho's super bad, I feel like McLovin, yeah
Finna facetime my ho's, I'm with my cousin, yeah, yeah
Yea shawty finna pull up on gang, that shit ain't fuckin' nothin', yeah, yeah
Niggas better chill out before, do-do, get to bussin', yeah
Thought shit was sweet but it wasn't, yeah
Like how you turn gangster all of a sudden? Yeah
I just got my beat from Maaly Raw, yeah (Go)
Stack it up, I make it stand tall, yeah (Da-da-da-da-da, dat be Maaly Raw!)
How the fuck I'm a act like that, when I know that I got flaws, yeah
[Chorus: DC The Don]
Like stomp on the gas
Honestly, I've been chillin' love don't make me mad
She had me runnin' around with her head all day, I'm feelin' gassed
It's a cold world and I'm freezin' love, I'm in my bag
Showed a ho my bank account, she almost had a heart attack, yeah, woah
[Verse: DC The Don]
It's too easy, shit, the contract, shit too greazy
I had some niggas 'round me, too greedy
And the last bitch was too needy
Pick up the phone, hello, who need me?
Next day I'm gone, had to leave that bitch, DC Houdini
Feelin' stuck, like I'm all hurts forever
Even time couldn't fix all the things you said to me
When I'm gone, I miss being together
Fuck it I'm goin' back, you never fail to go embarrass me
Hey, yeah, like you remember me? Yeah
I shoot dirty, my chopstick too dirty, yeah, yeah
Gotta clean my hands off, I done got blood on my jersey, yeah
Shootin' that nigga, not doing discussion (Yeah)
Checking my iPhone, that shit keep on buzzin' (Yeah)
I just hopped off the plane, like he up to something
Give that ho everything, and she left me with nothing (Yeah)
So when I go meet her, think I'm beloved (Go)
Smoking that gas, I caught a concussion (Go)
And she made me mad, I'm knowin' she love it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
These ho's super bad, I feel like McLovin, yeah
Finna facetime my ho's, I'm with my cousin, yeah, yeah
Yea shawty finna pull up on gang, that shit ain't fuckin' nothin', yeah, yeah
Niggas better chill out before, do-do, get to bussin', yeah
Thought shit was sweet but it wasn't, yeah
Like how you turn gangster all of a sudden? Yeah
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