$NOT - DVD lyrics

Hey, listen yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Dee B got that heat) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, hahaha yeah

Open up your mind
Let me get inside like I'm a DVD
(What's up?) plus I got a piece with me
(What?) , yeah, in my white tee
Murderer is what they call me
When I'm all alone (That's right)
Murderer is what she call me
When I'm on the phone (Uff)
This little light of mine, I'ma let it shine
(Fuck) tell mе where you at right now
I'ma let it blow (Whеre the fuck you at?)
I'ma let it blow, in my all white G Fazo's
(yeah)

It was just like yesterday I
Came up off a trip (Trip)
(Dee B got that heat)
I took a 30, now I feel myself up off a miss
(Uh) i'm feeling nervous and my words
Got me slurring shit (Ha ha ha)
This is urgent I go and burn shit
I'm a Sargent (Puff)
In my bourbon, I'm rolling deep
Moving so discrete this a bando
My bluff Fernando and I move commando
(Let's go) call me Han Solo try to scrap
Show your hands bro (Ha ha ha)
Fuck him up and bag him up, I stash him
Bash him (Yep)
I'm a roadrunner run him over
In my Range Rover (O oh)
Hold up, this a cobra and I hope it fold you
(Go) damn I thought I told them
I don't even know them (yeah)
Got up by a hustle
Driving in this foreign and this
Engine got some muscle (Muscle)
(coming out, coming out, coming out)

Open up your mind
Let me get inside like I'm a DVD
(What's up?) plus I got a piece with me
(What?) , yeah, in my white tee
Murderer is what they call me
When I'm all alone
Murderer is what she call me
When I'm on the phone (Let's go)
This little light of mine, I'ma let it shine
(Fuck) tell me where you at right now
I'ma let it blow (Where the fuck you at?)
I'ma let it blow, in my all white G Fazo's
(yeah)