DC The Don - Half Life lyrics

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

[DC The Don - Half Life lyrics]

Yeah, ooh, oh

I can't fuck with them like that
Because they know I made it, oh
She said "Oh, you famous now", I
Told that bitch to save it, oh
I can barely think of her name
I'm smoking on gelato icy ski up on my neck
This bitch like Colorado
Woah, woah, we movin' like the Navy
Woah, woah, bro I know these niggas hate me
It's just a joke
Why the fuck is he so angry?
Fuck up off my dick, bitch
We ballin' like the Yankees

Hot box the whole room now
This bitch so stanky she said
"Boy you so smooth" I think
Shawty wanna rape me
Tokyo on my body, now I'm too drippy
Vetements, Fear Of God, they like, "Damn
You drippy"
And you got two ears and one mouth
You just gotta listen
I'm a Dior fuckin' addict
I need a intеrvention
Woah, woah, run it up, get a bag
And make somе bad decisions on my own
Shit be so fake, I'm
Superstitious, now I gone, woah
See I'm that nigga, that's for sure
Big ass chop, tryna make him go
Overseas, oh yeah, let's go
Get my deposit, then we go
She just popped a Adderall, ayo, ayo, oh

I can't fuck with them like that
Because they know I made it, oh
She said "Oh, you famous now", I
Told that bitch to save it, oh
I can barely think of her name
I'm smoking on gelato icy ski up on my neck
This bitch like Colorado
Woah, woah, we movin' like the Navy
Woah, woah, bro I know these niggas hate me
It's just a joke
Why the fuck is he so angry?
Fuck up off my dick, bitch
We ballin' like the Yankees

Missin', tryna get some disses
Ain't no new friends
We too focused on the mission
Gucci loafer and socks
I like my shit expensive
GiGi from the cross, turned
Our rags into riches, lil bitch
Rags into riches, I'm packin' lil' bitch
(yeah) cousin say, "Free Hoover"
Are they stackin'? Lil bitch
Big blood and not no Gooba
Ain't no rats in this bitch
The whole family gotta eat
Brodie gon' stash an assist
Yeah, welcome to the new world
The revelation, televised in this new world
No consumption's, RIP to Juice WRLD
Let's bring this bitch out
Tryna elevate this blue world
Ayy, swerving, James Worthy
I heard you got a stick now
Unless that bitch dirty
Birds chirping (What?) , good morning
Trademark still love that pink stuff
That shit look like Kirby, yo

I can't fuck with them like that
Because they know I made it, oh
She said "Oh, you famous now", I
Told that bitch to save it, oh
I can barely think of her name
I'm smoking on gelato icy ski up on my neck
This bitch like Colorado
Woah, woah, we movin' like the Navy
Woah, woah, bro I know these niggas hate me
It's just a joke
Why the fuck is he so angry?
Fuck up off my dick, bitch
We ballin' like the Yankees

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