DC The Don - 1ST OFF lyrics

DC The Don [Daijon Cotty Davis] Los Angeles, California.U.S.

[DC The Don - 1ST OFF lyrics]

(Let's go, Mario)

Okay first off, bitch I'm off that drank so I can't even panic
First off, I'm high as fuck, on Venus, on different planet
First off, I'm rocking all black, this ho think I'm satanic
First off, first off, first off, first off
Fifty racks outside of Neiman's, niggas tryna skrrt off
Bitch, you run your fuckin' mouth, go 'head, take your skirt off
Bitches stop breathing, I don't have to take my shirt off

Okay, first off, I don't like them niggas, they don't like me either
First off, I be with them demons, I'm a fucking creature
First off, woah, if that's your ho, why's she in the Sprinter?
Okay, first off, okay, I'm reloaded, Ricky on this beanie
Like, what the fuck you smoking?
I don't know fucking that boy, why he out here posing?
Why your bitch all on the 'Gram giving me promotions?
I don't want your fuckin' broad, I be out here ghostin'
Ghostin', ghostin', I be out here ghostin'
Turn a five into a ten, bitch I'm having motion
When I'm in your city, this shit go up, you on some slow shit
And bitch I'm with the Taliban for real, we tryna blow shit
Blow shit, blow shit, blow shit, blow shit

Okay first off, bitch I'm off that drank so I can't even panic
First off, I'm high as fuck, on Venus, on different planet
First off, I'm rocking all black, this ho think I'm satanic
First off, first off, first off, first off
Fifty racks outside of Neiman's, niggas tryna skrrt off
Bitch, you run your fuckin' mouth, go 'head, take your skirt off
Bitches stop breathing, I don't have to take my shirt off

Okay, semi auto, perfect for the fit, I rock Balenciaga
She like prada, fuck her for the dollar, she ain't give me nada
In L.A, all these faces blue, I fucked your thotiana
Fucked her twice, I had to double up, this hoe look like Rihanna
Is you serious?
New bitch that I'm with she like that # material
She be in the streets so I can't get behind her
Anyways, I'm here for the week so it don't fucking matter
Ay, scorin' like Carmelo on the mix, I had to fucking grind
Ooh, (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Okay first off, bitch I'm off that drank so I can't even panic
First off, I'm high as fuck, on Venus, on different planet
First off, I'm rocking all black, this ho think I'm satanic
First off, first off, first off, first off
Fifty racks outside of Neiman's, niggas tryna skrrt off
Bitch, you run your fuckin' mouth, go 'head, take your skirt off
Bitches stop breathing, I don't have to take my shirt off

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