ENEMIES
DC The Don
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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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