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DC The Don

Daijon Cotty Davis (born August 3, 1999), known professionally as DC the Don, is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter from Milwaukee, Wisconsin best known for his dynamic fusion of hip-hop, rock, and melodic rap. Davis found fame through his distinctive rap style that has captivated a large and passionate fanbase. Prior to his rap career, Davis demonstrated his athletic prowess alongside NBA star LaMelo Ball on the basketball court, both being part of the acclaimed sports program at Chino Hills High School in California. Davis' musical journey and basketball past remain intertwined, both contributing to his unique position in the entertainment industry. more »

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When these niggas don't win, it ain't beef, it's just jealousy
Bitch, what the f*ck is you tellin' me?
Red and white diamonds like I'm with confederacy
You heard he said what? Who said what allegedly?
Just met your bitch, she was fried off the ecstasy
Had to do what I did to return to my legacy
I throw that shit up, lil' bitch, I rock every
She gon' bring home that bag, ok bitch, yeah, it better be (yeah)

Diamonds bite heavily
Kicked out of school, but dropped thirty in Beverly (yeah)
I'm with a Latina bitch and an Ebony
Workin' these bitches, turn her to a felony
Squeeze on the glizzy, lil' bitch, we got better beams
No homo, but Donny keep two in his Ksubi jeans
No photos, but bitch, I be higher than Billie Jean
Ice out my bitch, I get fried and do bougie things, uh (go)

Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, uh (go, go)
Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, bih (yeah, yeah)
Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, bitch
Raf Simon jeans, I'm- 

Go, lil' bitch, my range underrated, I f*ck around, shoot from the logo
I pull out the "Oh, no", the engine too loco (yeah)
You niggas impressed, but I think that it's so-so
Keep that on the lowski, bitch, I'm a 350 Boost
You a Roshe, don't ever approach me (yeah)
'Less you got green, I need benjis for sureski
You not gang, you not slime, you not kin, or my broski (gang)
Shoutout to folks, I turn up with my broski (gang)
Told the bitch to slide and turn up, we in Oakland (gang)
They can't fit in the back, they like, "But" then we ghostin'
Slide through the Hills, they be laughing and posin'
Bitch, don't put me on Snapchat, I barely be postin' (yeah)
Wolfin' and talking my shit, she a ocean
24/7, she up and she open
All my bitches got Elsa, my diamonds be frozen (yeah, yeah)

Diamonds bite, heavily
Kicked out of school, but dropped thirty in Beverly (yeah)
I'm with a Latina bitch and an Ebony
Workin' these bitches, turn her to a felony
Squeeze on the glizzy, lil' bitch, we got better beams (go)
No homo, but Donny keep two in his Ksubi jeans (Donny)
No photos, but bitch, I be higher than Billie Jean (Donny)
Ice out my bitch, I get fried and do bougie things, uh (go)

Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, uh (go, go)

Who got that shit? I be runnin' it up
Tell my label I need me a hunnid (yeah)
Came from having no food in my muhfuckin' pantry
I knew that I seen this shit coming (go, woah)
And I be around some dropouts, but they keep it lit, so I know they thumpin'
Teezo turned off the light, so they can't see it coming
I look in the mirror to smile at my enemy
I'm trippin' off ball like it's ten of me
147Calboy, niggas, envy me
Like why would I trip? My lil' bro, he my mini-me
Bitch, I live by that smoke, yeah, I'm damn near a chimney
Got a message, of course, what the f*ck they keep sending me?
I don't do all that talking, get blood on my skinny jeans
Blew off his head 'fore I went J.F. Kennedy
Fist, wrist, whip like a Jeep
My bitch got a bag, she look a Kennedy
Swagger and money, the reason she into me
What that shit got in common? And a whole lot of synergy
Walk down Bawskee, I got a whole lotta weaponry
Lil' bitch, I go cray, let me show you my specialty
Coke white diamonds, Maison Margiela jeans
We f*ck with your head, bitch, we serving telepathy

When these niggas don't win, it ain't beef, it's just jealousy
Bitch, what the f*ck is you tellin' me?
Red and white diamonds like I'm with confederacy
You heard he said what? Who said what allegedly?
Just met your bitch, she was fried off the ecstasy
Had to do what I did to return to my legacy
I throw that shit up, lil' bitch, I rock every
She gon' bring home that bag, ok bitch, yeah, it better be (yeah)

Diamonds bite heavily
Kicked out of school, but dropped thirty in Beverly (yeah)
I'm with a Latina bitch and an Ebony
Workin' these bitches, turn her to a felony
Squeeze on the glizzy, lil' bitch, we got better beams
No homo, but Donny keep two in his Ksubi jeans
No photos, but bitch, I be higher than Billie Jean
Ice out my bitch, I get fried and do bougie things, uh (go)

Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, uh (go, go)
Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, bih (yeah, yeah)
Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I'm flooded, bitch
Raf Simon jeans, I'm- 

Nah, bruh, I ain't gon' lie, my nigga
If he don't drop the album, bro
We gon' raid the fucking White House, bruh
'Cause, what's up, DC?
What even-
C'mon, bruh
This nigga, just go, look, look, look, bro
I'll, nigga, I'll talk to, I'll talk to the muhfuckin'
I'll talk to your manager, bro
I'll even talk to the niggas at Rostrum for you, bro, like c'mon, bro
Like, I'll persuade the niggas at Rostrum to drop the album, bro
Like c'mon, bro, you shouldn't be hold off
Doing this album for that long, bro, c'mon, my nigga
You got bangers that, you, you got bangers in the vault 
That you haven't even released yet, c'mon

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