DC The Don - Blame Game lyrics

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

[DC The Don - Blame Game lyrics]

Louie, wake up! Yo' bitch
It's DC The Don and yo' bitch
(And your bitch)

Yeah, sick of all the paparazzi
Think I need a name change
Yeah, Forgiatto, big wheels, we ain't
In the same lane, yeah
(Jit) and I'ma die underground
Feelin' like GHOSTEMANE, yeah
(Jit) heard your nigga got some guap
But it's not the same thing
And I'm off of my bitch, I'm a bipolar kid
Shawty hate when I lane change (Ayy)
She can't really be mad when Lil' Donny start
Trippin' we be on the same thing
I'm a paranoid nigga, I'm squeezin' my
Glock and I'm thinkin' 'bout bang, bang
You be pissin' me off, while
I'm pissin' you off
Now we playin' the blame game (What?)
And I said
"I can't wait to wake up out my sleep" (Go)
I'm on the X pills, thеy
Feelin' like all of me, ayy
Tell a nigga right off top in
This bitch, I'vе been chillin' right
Don't make me pop in this bitch
I've been ballin', whoa
Can somebody tell them niggas ain't
No stoppin' this shit? (Jit)

(I can't wait to wake up from this dream)
Whoa (To tell you everything)
Woah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, You'll tell me what it means)
What? What? yeah, go
(Touching hands, touching teeth again)
Go, go, go, let's go
(I can't wait to wake up from this dream)
Go, go, go, like, oh oh
(To tell you everything)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, let's go
(You'll tell me what it means)
Go, go, go, go (Touching hands, touching t)

Hold on, I didn't hear, what did you say?
I'm with some niggas that bang on they chest
Like the m'fuckin' Planet of the Apes
And I keep Vivienne on my face, yeah
And she keep number 9 on her waist, yeah
No more demon, I'm chillin' today (Jit)
I'm just playin', I blow out the place
I got Bape on my body
Gon' walk with gorillas (Brr ahh)
I updated my last bitch
In the car, while I'm rollin' up gas
I got nowhere to ash it
Fell in love with a bad bitch
She puttin' Ricky on, sent a picture, like
"DC we matchin''
At the gas station, I gotta fill up
Seen some bitches pull out, we like, "Hello"
Don't mind me, I be boujee
I'm rollin' my za' in a backwood
Not no Rillo
Heavy Metal, Glock 19 I'ma shoot it like Melo
(Brr)
Getting head while I smash on the pedal
I love spotting red, but I pull up in yellow
(Bree)
Tijuana, that bitch on the yellow (yeah)
Look at DC, he came out the ghetto (Ayy)
Look at DC, he came out the gutter
I'm only a Don, she treat me like a Pharaoh
Your bitch overrated, you gotta do better
She in Chino Hills like she tryna meet 'Gelo
I hit it one time
Send her back to the meadows (Go)
I don't even trust this bitch
I know that she stay at the bellows
(Ooh, jit)
Lil' shawty tryna waste my time, girl, like
"Hell no" (What?)
But shit, I might wake up out my
Dream and I'ma call you back like, "Hello"
(Fuck)

(I can't wait to wake up from this dream)
Fuck, yeah (To tell you everything)
Let's go (You'll tell me what it means)
Jit, jit, let's go
(Touching hands, touching teeth)
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
(III to wake up from this dream)
Go, go, yeah (To tell you everything)
Jit, jit, yeah
(You'll tell me what it means)
Yeah, and I'm really like that (Fuck)
(Touching hands, touching teeth)
Yeah, yeah (Fuck, fuck, fuck)

I been that nigga
Ever since these niggas met Don out the womb
On god and I'm still that nigga
And niggas keep trying to throw
Dirt on my name
They can go ahead and throw dirt on my name
I bet I wake up and I'm still that nigga
I bet I wake up and I still got figures
And I bet I wake up
And I'm still gettin' richer

(Won't be seeing me till winter)
And I bet I wake up
And I'm still gettin' richer
(When I'm much too cold to shiver)
And I bet I wake up
And I'm still gettin' richer
(Temporary trial and error)
And I bet I wake up
And I'm still gettin' richer
(Not exactly scared, but)
Still getting richer

Yeah, sick of all the paparazzi
Think I need a name change
Yeah, Forgiatto, big wheels, we ain't
In the same lane, yeah
(Jit) and I'ma die underground
Feelin' like GHOSTEMANE, yeah
(Jit) heard your nigga got some guap
But it's not the same thing
And I'm off of my bitch, I'm a bipolar kid
Shawty hate when I lane change (Ayy)
She can't really be mad when Lil' Donny start
Trippin' we be on the same thing
I'm a paranoid nigga, I'm squeezin' my
Glock and I'm thinkin' 'bout bang, bang
You be pissin' me off, while
I'm pissin' you off
Now we playin' the blame game (What?)
And I said
"I can't wait to wake up out my sleep" (Go)
I'm on the X pills, they
Feelin' like all of me, ayy
Tell a nigga right off top in
This bitch, I've been chillin' right
Don't make me pop in this bitch
I've been ballin', whoa
Can somebody tell them niggas ain't
No stoppin' this shit?

I can't wait to wake up from

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