Kodak Black - Dc the Don Lyrics
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what? what? (yeah)
[chorus]
k!ll a n*gga, hopped in my bag, and it’s filled up with skrilla, i feel like i’m kodak, yeah
b*tch, this a bentley bentayga, the doors open, now she like, “where we gon’ go at?” (yeah)
i’m in atlanta, we throwin’ up money, they like, “where the f*ck is the floor at?” (yeah)
i make an arm and a leg, arm and a leg, lil’ b*tch, and you know that, yeah
[verse 1]
i told her buy dope, we got whole lotta meds, it’s green, lil’ b*tch and you know that, yeah
i’m in new york with your b*tch, and we tweakin’ together, no rula, santanny
and i got my blammer, i don’t wanna talk like i’m antisocial, no babysantana
b*tch, hold on, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, hey, hey
i’m rocking rick in the meetin’, huh, i feel like mr. miyagi
kickin’ this sh*t like i’m david, no banner, she suckin’ that d*ck with no hands, there’s no manners (ooh)
shawty a treesha, don’t get no respect, too many racks, finna f*ck up a check
free thugger thugger, that’s ysl, yves, smokin’ zaza, i keep burnin’ my chest
why the f*ck would i just chip on your lil’ bitty b*tch, if she want me, that b*tch gettin’ wrecked
i’m in the back of the vip with a ten, i’m in the vip, b*tch, with a whole lotta hunnids
said she wanna f*ck for the summer, this b*tch comin’ straight to la, she ain’t gettin’ no money
(woah, woah) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (go stupid)
(woah, woah) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (go crazy)
i’m with your b*tch, and i’m zoomin’, she tryna f*ck, i don’t know what i’m doin’
goin’ out sad, you can tell that he losin’, your money too short, like it’s julian newman
huh, hold on, hmm, hold on, new check, who this? it stand taller than bol bol
f*ck i look like going up like i’m zion? b*tch, if we link, we ain’t takin’ no photos
i’ve been rocking rick since 2018, i’ve been rocking rick since— (uh, huh)
i’ve been rocking rick since 20— (hmm), i’ve been rocking rick since 2018
n*ggas be lame, they ain’t cool as they seem, you ain’t get no hoes back then you* (huh)
you can get robbed, what the f*ck you mean? n*ggas all really be gang, they green bean
[chorus]
k!ll a n*gga, hopped in my bag, and it’s filled up with skrilla, i feel like i’m kodak, uh
i’m in the big*body benz, it’s a bentley bentayga, lil’ b*tch, and you know that, yeah
i’m in atlanta, we throwin’ up money, they like, “where the f*ck is the floor at?” (yeah)
i make an arm and a leg, arm and a leg, lil’ b*tch, and you know that, yeah, huh
[verse 2]
this a new pack in the mail, huh, sorry, i don’t mean to flex (yeah, yeah, yeah)
but i just hopped out the ‘vette (hold on), and i’m doin’ sh*t that you can’t
f*ckin’ on a ho, you can’t (yeah), and she gon’ go both ways
f*ckin’ on a netflix ho, if i put her on cam’, she the new kim k (yeah)
f*ckin’ on a model ho, took her to the steakhouse, she ain’t get no steak, huh (woah*woah, yeah)
she don’t even got no body, i don’t give no f*cks, i be f*ckin’ her face (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
huh, huh, huh, huh, come get this sh*t on paper view, huh, huh
n*ggas be cryin’, like clearly this sh*t ain’t made for you, huh
i just mind my motherf*ckin’ business, and i get paid, hop on the motherf*ckin’ j, get slayed
i’m buyin’ prada for my entertainer, so many bags in this hoe, ain’t no sp*ce
i don’t even want me no charli d’amelio, i’m tryna f*ck on the addison rae
i know i be on my rockstar sh*t, but shawty, i still could take you to the trains
or the fours, four, four, four
[chorus]
k!ll a n*gga, hopped in my bag, and it’s filled up with skrilla, i feel like i’m kodak, yeah
b*tch, this a bentley bentayga, the doors open, now she like, “where we gon’ go at?” (yeah)
i’m in atlanta, we throwin’ up money, they like, “where the f*ck is the floor at?” (yeah)
i make an arm and a leg, arm and a leg, lil’ b*tch, and you know that, yeah
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