[00:00.00] 作曲 : DC The Don/Daijon Davis
[00:00.00] 作词 : Daijon Davis
[00:00.00][Intro]
[00:00.57]Louie, wake up
[00:03.84]Woah
[00:06.93]Yeah, woah
[00:09.84]Lil Donny in this bitch
[00:11.85]Woah
[00:12.90][Chorus]
[00:15.99]Hate it or love it
[00:16.92]Bitch, I'm too hot, got my shit out the oven
[00:18.72]Blueberry, Burberry, diamonds, they bussin’
[00:20.61]I hit my jeweler like he was my cousin
[00:22.38]Boy what you need? I said double or nothin'
[00:24.09]Ayy, Folks get me right 'fore I head out the country
[00:25.95]So I get too clean, I dropped out, I was hustlin’
[00:27.84]Nah, I'm JK, I got kicked out for tusslin'
[00:29.58][Verse]
[00:29.70]Hit that lil bitch with a hook like a feature
[00:31.47]Two piece with rice for the free, I'm a creature
[00:33.24]Fresh than a bitch, getting head by the bleachers
[00:35.10]Coach put me in, Retro 4's on my sneakers
[00:36.90]She give me top, that lil hoe for the freeskers
[00:38.58]Alexander McQueen, let it blow through the speakers
[00:40.29]I just turn up for nothing, he slippin' and slumpin'
[00:42.24]His bitch on my d**k, she for sure not a keeper
[00:44.07]Ayy, DC go crazy, Lil Don get it jumpin’
[00:46.02]Aiming straight right for your head, he a pumpkin
[00:48.09]808’s bumpin' this shit keep on suckin’
[00:49.67]Bitch, run my money up, hundreds keep doublin'
[00:51.39]She be like, "Boy, you so silly, I love it"
[00:53.31]I just walked out of your club, I was stumblin'
[00:55.11]I'm sippin’ lean lil bitch, Uncle Ruckus
[00:56.88]KC might pop out, he might slide with a musket
[00:58.74]Nigga like **** it
[00:59.64]Brodie like **** it
[01:00.54]Hit from the back, put my d**k in her stomach
[01:02.31]Groupie ho, she look like LeToya Luckett
[01:03.90]How you say that you ballin'? Bitch, you on a budget
[01:05.76]I'm that nigga, they don't understand how I does it
[01:07.68]Bitch, I ball like Carmelo '04 in the Nuggets
[01:09.54]I'm not gon' discuss it
[01:10.50]So bitch, hate it or love it
[01:11.28]That shit that he did, bitch, I already done
[01:13.02][?]
[01:14.16]He made a 10, now he thinkin' he rich
[01:15.75]I make 10, okay, turn that bitch right to a brick
[01:17.52]I just left out the bay, finna hit a lil skit
[01:19.35]Did a show in your city I'm feelin' too rich
[01:21.39]How much you make? This like two-hundred bricks
[01:23.01]I roll deep in this bitch, it's like two-hundred sticks
[01:24.81]I got two-hundred hoes tryna suck on this d**k
[01:26.64]Meet me after the show all you get is a pic
[01:28.53]Post on the 'Gram I log off and they click
[01:30.51]Rappin' ass niggas, they stay on my d**k
[01:32.28]Flight after flight, I head home for a lil bit
[01:34.17]Then I vaycay, book a room with the Ritz
[01:35.97]This not no regular weed, leave em tweakin'
[01:37.83]You cannot smoke with big dawgs, you a bitch
[01:39.15][?], bitch I hang with the pits
[01:41.28]Bitch, I'm after your ass [?]
[01:43.23]Ice on the regular
[01:44.13]**** on your bitch and she blue, call her Nebula
[01:45.84]A lil nigga like Don, I make this shit look regular
[01:47.55]You can't catch up to gang, bitch, I'm way too ahead of you
[01:49.32]And just blow up my celluar
[01:50.43]Start from beginning
[01:51.45]I'm the big dog, them lil niggas pretending
[01:53.04]He wasn't ****ing with gang, leave him starving then
[01:54.60]Bitch just popped her a perc, now the room keep on spinning, my palms keep on itching, keep-
[01:57.60][Chorus]
[01:57.78]Hate it or love it
[01:58.65]Bitch, I'm too hot, got my shit out the oven
[02:00.45]Blueberry, Burberry, diamonds, they bussin'
[02:02.37]I hit my jeweler like he was my cousin
[02:04.08]Boy what you need? I said double or nothin'
[02:06.12]Bitch, get me right 'fore I head out the country
[02:07.65]So I get too clean, I dropped out, I was hustlin'
[02:09.57]Nah, I'm JK, I got kicked out for tusslin'
[02:11.37][Outro]
[02:12.24]Ice on the regular
[02:13.20]**** on your bitch and she blue, call her Nebula

作曲 : DC The Don/Daijon Davis
作词 : Daijon Davis
Louie, wake up
Woah
Yeah, woah
Lil Donny in this bitch
Woah
Hate it or love it
Bitch, I'm too hot, got my shit out the oven
Blueberry, Burberry, diamonds, they bussin’
I hit my jeweler like he was my cousin
Boy what you need? I said double or nothin'
Ayy, Folks get me right 'fore I head out the country
So I get too clean, I dropped out, I was hustlin’
Nah, I'm JK, I got kicked out for tusslin'
Hit that lil bitch with a hook like a feature
Two piece with rice for the free, I'm a creature
Fresh than a bitch, getting head by the bleachers
Coach put me in, Retro 4's on my sneakers
She give me top, that lil hoe for the freeskers
Alexander McQueen, let it blow through the speakers
I just turn up for nothing, he slippin' and slumpin'
His bitch on my d**k, she for sure not a keeper
Ayy, DC go crazy, Lil Don get it jumpin’
Aiming straight right for your head, he a pumpkin
808’s bumpin' this shit keep on suckin’
Bitch, run my money up, hundreds keep doublin'
She be like, "Boy, you so silly, I love it"
I just walked out of your club, I was stumblin'
I'm sippin’ lean lil bitch, Uncle Ruckus
KC might pop out, he might slide with a musket
Nigga like **** it
Brodie like **** it
Hit from the back, put my d**k in her stomach
Groupie ho, she look like LeToya Luckett
How you say that you ballin'? Bitch, you on a budget
I'm that nigga, they don't understand how I does it
Bitch, I ball like Carmelo '04 in the Nuggets
I'm not gon' discuss it
So bitch, hate it or love it
That shit that he did, bitch, I already done
He made a 10, now he thinkin' he rich
I make 10, okay, turn that bitch right to a brick
I just left out the bay, finna hit a lil skit
Did a show in your city I'm feelin' too rich
How much you make? This like two-hundred bricks
I roll deep in this bitch, it's like two-hundred sticks
I got two-hundred hoes tryna suck on this d**k
Meet me after the show all you get is a pic
Post on the 'Gram I log off and they click
Rappin' ass niggas, they stay on my d**k
Flight after flight, I head home for a lil bit
Then I vaycay, book a room with the Ritz
This not no regular weed, leave em tweakin'
You cannot smoke with big dawgs, you a bitch
, bitch I hang with the pits
Bitch, I'm after your ass
Ice on the regular
**** on your bitch and she blue, call her Nebula
A lil nigga like Don, I make this shit look regular
You can't catch up to gang, bitch, I'm way too ahead of you
And just blow up my celluar
Start from beginning
I'm the big dog, them lil niggas pretending
He wasn't ****ing with gang, leave him starving then
Bitch just popped her a perc, now the room keep on spinning, my palms keep on itching, keep-
Hate it or love it
Bitch, I'm too hot, got my shit out the oven
Blueberry, Burberry, diamonds, they bussin'
I hit my jeweler like he was my cousin
Boy what you need? I said double or nothin'
Bitch, get me right 'fore I head out the country
So I get too clean, I dropped out, I was hustlin'
Nah, I'm JK, I got kicked out for tusslin'
Ice on the regular
**** on your bitch and she blue, call her Nebula