Lyrics:
Got styles under the wing like spread is booked under my arms
Niggas couldn't see me with closed circuit TV
tryin to peep my steez, like DT's I get
niggas like to scheme
You would hate to find out
Things ain't really what they seem
Headed for tha top
DTS from off tha block
Came up off finesse
Cause DTS
a knee
Don't care they saying
I know what I believe
7 days a week
Like the 7 on my sleeve
Do it 7 days a week
At DT's head from up north
I'll find
thumpin'
And my niggas they be stuntin'
It is not up for discussion
Hell yuh
Aye man aye
Goddamn
We waitin' for DTS tape
This nigga been bullshittin'
When
DT
Yea
Uh-huh
Look
Let me spread my wings so I can fly
They going try to shoot me down for going too high
So I walk around on point, I'm a Porcupine
know
Stuck my hand up in the freezer just to let my wrist glow
Had to duck the dt's cause the hood be hot as crisco
Thats that fish grease, Jesus piece,
I couldn't even fit half on me
Upping all blues for Dt
Yea dog shit
I'm in the kitchen
My shit hittin
Yea! paw prints
Who got the blues
I need em
and obstacles that came wit this shit
Used to tell D.T them niggaz leechin, they aint wit the click
Used to tell Corey watch these niggaz G, these niggaz slick
done
IJ
At the top of her lungs
Chill
Let it breathe
Put it on ice so I let It freeze
Breeze
Drew for some more TD's
Stay low-key looking like some DT's
The coke stretch as soon as it leave the boat deck
Goops I mean boat dock
The DT's annoying like an away crowd and shooting your shot (you missed that)
that love us
The Dt's the undercovers
They rushing in they trying to cuff us
They coming in they trying to bust us
All we got is each other
100 bands in
(DT on the track)
(Zaytoven)
I'm so fresh
I'm so fresh
I'm so fresh (ya)
I'm so fresh
DT and Zay you know what's going on
Shout out Axe the label
to post IG
Just tell me the truth baby
Just dont never lie to me
I knock its the racks those the only pics you DT
Big blunt got me on the phone talkin
me traumatized
He ain't go outside 'til the sunrise
If I let DT he gon' pull a homicide
Huh, yeah
Brand new Draco that shit got a drum
Fucked these
CT
Aye ill double back for the hundred nigga
But you better be outside to meet me
Man this strip to hot
This where my man got raided by the dt's
You
up all my peeps to keep me balling night time to the morning my block is scalding
It's so hot from the cops and the DT's so we creep deep making three
whole lotta packs shake the DT
Driving so fast get in my way make you disappear process not fast pill got
Me up like I took a ice bath dash got
where I'm bout to go right now new city new zone right now
Why you walk around like you the baddest bitch
Last time you DT'd you just did half of it
strapped outside
Really watched them DT’s swerve up hop out the ride
Try to talk make us cooperate but we won’t coincide
These niggaz lame they ain’t think
is / I gotta get it in ain't no other option / even if the dt's and task force watching / not a 9-5 but I'm clocked in / headed for the top and I
lelehh
MOBENGO SIKA Ive yo témoin tsh
ELENGA EBA Melga
LETUMBA Santos
Crâne
KIBA Brel Roger mwana' Nzambe
Yo D.T. ZOLA
D.T. ZOLA eh
Heheh
Nzambe apombola
we all eat foreva BMG
Star dat Prince is who i be
On Yung st heading Dt
Rolling with my brother Dt
No sleep no rest we doing good
Living and houses
like a F1 team
That’s Hamilton in the cockpit
No piggy can stop this
Yo system is my problem, my pain ain’t yo profit
Look, squad cars and the DT’s
the first grade
I graduated to DT's and drug raids
Now I could spot a undercover from a mile away
Rugrats turn reptile and monsters
Earning stripes like they
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