URGENT!

歌手: DC The Don • 专辑:FUNERAL • 发布时间:2023-05-05
作曲 : Daijon Davis

I'm working on dying (Go)


Tryna tell me I should never worry, worry
She only callin' my phone in the nighttime if it's urgent, urgent, yeah
I got my shades on 'cause them flashin' lights make me nervous
*****, and I swear to God, I been workin'
Shit feeling too real and start hurtin', hurtin'
SRT, let's go, I been drivin' too fast, she get nervous
Roll a blunt, *****, I'm too gassed and start swervin'
Is you still ride or die or nah, what's the verdict, verdict? (I don't wanna lose control)
Park a mother****in' parallel, it's a Suburban
My new ***** got a bag now, this shit perfect
I can't **** with them broke hoes, I'm allergic, 'lergic, yeah
Wе keep the sticks in the minivan, ho, we got racks in this *****
Thеy keep on tryna take pictures, I'm gettin' harassed in this *****
Balenciaga, it stay on my toes and Dior on my mask, lil' *****
And she making me feel like I'm paraplegic, I'm down to my last limb, *****


Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Grrah)
*****, don't be askin' me how I feel about it, how about it like
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Grrah)
Yeah, that's self-explanatory, I been ****ed up, and I'm right where you want me (Where you want me) Just let me know if you want me
Just let me know if you want me
We have the racks, *****, I'm not kiddin'
Margiela madman, I keep spinnin'
And Margiela the backpack, I keep winnin'
And these Raf Simon jeans on me too fitted
'Cause we having real meals, Thanksgiving
Like, **** all these newer niggas, what's the difference?
I'm like, **** all these new hoes in my mentions
I see like two of those on my hit-list
Oh no, bae, that's the real spill, I can't feel it
We up in Vegas, on the top of buildings
Go do this show, I'm finna make a killin'
Like a dead-beat dad, I'm droppin' off the ceilin'
'Cause I woke up rich, I'm feelin' like a million

Tryna tell me I should never worry, worry
She only callin' my phone in the nighttime if it's urgent, urgent, yeah
I got my shades on 'cause them flashin' lights make me nervous
*****, and I swear to God, I been workin'
Shit feeling too real and start hurtin', hurtin'
SRT, let's go, I been drivin' too fast, she get nervous
Roll a blunt, *****, I'm too gassed and start swervin'
Is you still ride or die or nah, what's the verdict, verdict?
Park a mother****in' parallel, it's a Suburban
My new ***** got a bag now, this shit perfect
I can't **** with them broke hoes, I'm allergic, 'lergic, yeah
We keep the sticks in the minivan, ho, we got racks in this *****
They keep on tryna take pictures, I'm gettin' harassed in this *****
Balenciaga it stay on my toes, and Dior on my mask, lil' *****
And she making me feel like I'm paraplegic, I'm down to my last limb, *****
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