Hello DC! - DC The Don

Ayy, see, that’s what the fuck I’m talking 'bout

(G, I think we got one)

I was just telling Sean, Sean, bro

I can’t fuck no basic bitch

Stop calling my fucking phone, bruh, I ain’t tryna hear that shit

Woke up like a new man

Walked outside in my New York Street Vans

Like now, it a big man, ayy

Get my ex sad, I turned my ass to a big man

TSA stopped us in Vegas

Too much ice, they can’t believe that we made it

Old niggas on my dick, they invaded

Just mad 'cause your shit is not bumping, just save it, woah

Yeezys, I’m keeping it basic

When we stroll through your block, we leaving it vacant

I’m an east side nigga, please don’t mistake

And your girl sent a text, told her, «Happy belated»

Oh my God

Rockstar nigga, I live according

Need for speed demon, I been roaring

I’m on the eway, a thief in the night, bitch, good morning

We the type of niggas pull out the ice while it’s storming (What?)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, tap in

Ah yeah, he ain’t know we make it happen (Woah)

Ah yeah, you brought a knife, you need a MAC-10

Bop-bop, bitch, goodnight, sweet dreams like Marilyn Manson

That boy just made a mistake

This my shit, I can’t even decay

I’m one hundred, these hoes a disgrace

Can you please stay the fuck out my face?

Captain save-a-ho, need him a cape

In that Lambo', do you want to race?

Put my pedal down, smash on the brake, and that kid bought a shark with the

grapes, woah

How that nigga, he hating from the bleachers?

(How?)

I’m on the court, and bitch, I still got my heater, woah

24 on the back of my sneakers

She was a good-ass girl, I turned her to an eater

That money is coming in various

This cash got my world on Aquarius

Talking down, this and that, it’s hilarious

I’m the king of my city, I carry it

It was beef so I had to go bury it

We sweep through your block like a terrorist

Feel like Heath, why the fuck you so serious?

Tell that nigga pipe down, boy, you barely lit

Hit a bone with a bag, hit it straight from the back

Bitch, I’m royal, I need me a chariot

Ain’t no cheapskate for you, I ain’t tryna impress

I’ma take that lil' bitch to the Marriot

Ain’t no playing for keeps, bitch, it’s up and it’s stuck

I’m in love with the game, I’ma marry it

Hundred guns if he wanted to carry us

Me and gang like the fast and the furious

He love talking that shit on the 'Gram

When I pop out and see him, he really the scariest

And your diamonds ain’t blinking enough

Boy, you stupid, you should’ve just got it from Elliot

Yellow diamonds like piss, I R. Kelly’d it

Me and Frosty bringing all of the action

John 'bout to pour a four of some medicine

Triple-seven, bitch, I told her I’m heaven-sent

Big show on a nigga

And it’s primetime, I’m way too booted up

Told my bro-bro, «Hold on, we moving up»

We in the mode, nigga, go ahead and screw it up

With my mask on, I feel like Freddy’s son

Too many vibes and I said it

I think I need me a medic

Chilling on nothing pathetic

You niggas living pathetic

He wanna steal my aesthetic

Pull up, I make you regret it

Two Glocks, these bitches magnetic

We turn your ass diabetic

I seen your bitch on my 'Gram

She was DMing me but I left it and read it

I did your bitch-ass a favor

You really my son, this shit is poetic

We going 24/7, I’m up through the night, it’s in my genetics

I’m in the corner with nobody on me, lil' bitch, I’m shooting like Redick

Woke up in this primetime, lil' bitch, let’s do it, yeah

Please don’t steal my sunshine, I’m way too moody, yeah

Walking through the rain, Rick Owens on me, I’m groovy, yeah

I’m stomping in the puddles, big 30 on me, I’m shooting, yeah

TSA stopped us in Vegas

Too much ice, they can’t believe that we made it

Old niggas on my dick, they invaded

Just made 'cause your shit is not bumping, just save it, woah

Yeezys, I’m keeping it basic

When we stroll through your block, we leaving it vacant

I’m an east side nigga, please don’t mistake

And your girl sent a text, told her, «Happy belated»

Oh my God

Rockstar nigga, I live according

Need for speed demon, I been roaring

I’m on the eway, a thief in the night, bitch, good morning

We the type of niggas pull out the ice while it’s storming

Oh yeah

Woah