Don Dada

I just put 20 thousand in Dogecoin If that shit take off ima give my dawgs some coin Yea Uhh Started off poor Now I'm living lavish Money don't excite me now I get it by the cabbage Patch me in I'm sour I book flights when I'm landing Ask me how I'm feeling I'm feeling feeling gigantic Ima big steeper Big sipper Don Dada It's getting litty with pretty bitches Bring the bottles Ima Greek philosopher Good with physics I'm Aristotle Black shades and black shirt I'm Johnny Bravo You looking at the prince And I ain't talking Saiyan's Royalty flow through my bloodline that's amazing God is the greatest He blessed me cause I was patient Niggas say connect but they ain't really that adjacent Money green like piccolo I ain't try and hit ya hoe She just felt a nigga glow Hit it like I'm Biggio Did it on the top flow Cause that's where she wanted to go I could never not know If she choosing me or my bro I put her heart on ice Now she cream when I put the cone in Most of my niggas throwing up Cs When they get to going in Me, Tyler and Brent Handle situations like grown men And if it's not respected then We spin the block and go again My rent that's a Kobe I'm a manu like Ganobli Bad Italian bitch She like the pasta with cannoli If they wanna kick it when you ball That's a goalie Some of my friends got Patek's And some got Rollie's You talking to the lawgiver Niggas pussy need a litter Ima gangster that don't litter I just went up 6 figures Crazy how me getting money Got niggas mad and bitches bitter Stages to this shit here And I ain't talking bout no caterpillars On God They judging me without no honor I'm the one with high persona Don't need no ppp loan I got that in the bank Yea I just had to block a bitch She was on some toxic shit Talking bout my mama And my homies on some coward shit When it comes to my respect It's really 0 tolerance Cause I can go in my phone and pick 3 like a lottery My new crib got a view of the city That shit pretty I know this bitch that love my dick from the back She so litty And she bad without a filter She don't even need a filter We in Paris at the Hilton Talking bout us making millions She love me and she like me Yea she want to have my children Told her that she gotta wait Cause I'm bout to make a killing Uhh 2007 I had a pistol to my whole face I never folded I put that bitch right back up in his face Ima catch me a body If a nigga try to come sideways Niggas be bitches They looking for attention nowadays The reason inside me I can't believe in nobody Cause they got treason embodied Tryna put evil inside me Sometimes I wish it was really just 6 of me So I can give my time and split all evenly Still adjusting to the new crib I'm bout to test it out Please don't cause no scene in here Cuz now I'm bout to put you out That's that shit that I be on Rarely that home alone Still can use some time alone Even when I'm tryna bone I never Say Cheese unless we talking bout that provolone I never have to write my wrongs I write them in these fucking songs On God again