DC The Don - HOMICID3 lyrics

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

[DC The Don - HOMICID3 lyrics]

Ray, where the fuck are you?
Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Oh yes, I'm feelin' this one
(Woah, woah)
A-A-Astro got it runnin'

Like, I couldn't wait 'til I got me a car
I'ma thrash in that bitch, I'ma crash
I'ma burn out
She live in a young nigga world
She my number one fan
She gon' go put the word out
We sendin' out an Amber Alert
It's a homicide every time we
Get the word out
She callin' me mad as a bitch
It's a homicide every time she
Get the word out
(Yeah, yeah, go)

It don't make sense to me this time
How many mistakes, the text
Messages you sent
You could have saved to my heart
Baby, I don't understand
You're heartbroken
That's somethin' I can't buy
Baby, hearts don't break the
Same when it's fried
I still walked out with
A bigger side, yeah

Gettin' so turnt', I don't even know why
Truly, I'm stackin' it up and
I don't even try
It must pay to be this fly
And my haters, they look at me, they like
"Why?"
Like "What does he have that
I don't? I'm tight"
It's just how I feel
About it baby, nothin'
Not at all
Fuck it, maybe they right

Is that all you know?
She get mad when I reply
Without no heart emotes
But now I gotta live with more sense when
It come to my past and girl
Jeff Hardy flow
I can't be just be
Jumpin' into every situation
No, I'm not movin' but
I'm addicted to you
While I'm patient
Movin' in silence 'bout it baby
Said your love is like the Mason
Usin' my phone for ages
She call me for congratulations
You used to call me devastated
Talkin' 'bout you want relations
Fuck it, I'm killin' the vibe
Hittin' your iPhone with confirmations
Fuck it, I'm gettin' some ice, they
Can't ignore Daij no more
He blazin'
I'm fallin' so deep in love, like
Every time
At this point it really
Don't even make sense
I'm like, I don't know
How do I keep runnin' through
This shit without no cardio?
And she said, "Don
I've been wonderin' the same shit"

Like, I couldn't wait 'til I got me a car
I'ma thrash in that bitch, I'ma crash
I'ma burn out
She live in a young nigga world
She my number one fan
She gon' go put the word out
We sendin' out an Amber Alert
It's a homicide every time we
Get the word out
She callin' me mad as a bitch
It's a homicide every time she
Get the word out
(Yeah, yeah, go)

It don't make sense to me this time
How many mistakes, the text
Messages you sent
You could have saved to my heart
Baby, I don't understand
You're heartbroken
That's somethin' I can't buy
Baby, hearts don't break the
Same when it's fried
I still walked out with a bigger side, yeah

I know you tryna call my bluff
Fuckin' with my ego
Always got a friend right by my
Side, girl, I'm with my ego
Yeah
Came out the dirt, straight from the midwest
Now they feelin' like he cold
Yeah
So don't ask me why my heads up in
The clouds, I'm just lookin' at trees bro
Yeah
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it some more
With a vampire bitch
She gon' pour up some more
I just blew up a girl
I'ma blow up some more
I be going and going and doin' the most
Like, I don't know
Can this shit get any better?
My shoes be designer, my bitch Cinderella
Like, Hannah Montana
My bitch lookin' double
I got me a Drac' and
It do all the chatterin'
Dracos on Dracos, I'm killing the chat
With an innocent girl
She in love with the racks
Straight to the script
Then I'm switching the act
I got hate in my heart and codeine in my bag
That's not the same
She gon' slop on the dagger
I look back at that shit and
It fill me with laughter
Because I got my leather jeans on
I'm McJagger
Tryna cope with that shit
But it's making me sadder
Tryna use me to get to the top, but girl
I'm not a ladder
And I know my car kinda fast
But I need my shit a lil' faster
It was slow comin' up
But I'm off of my ass
Girl, I'm tryna cop a Casper
Between me and you
I've been hopin' I crash

Like, I couldn't wait 'til I got me a car
I'ma thrash in that bitch, I'ma crash
I'ma burn out
She live in a young nigga world
She my number one fan
She gon' go put the word out
We sendin' out an Amber Alert
It's a homicide every time we
Get the word out
She callin' me mad as a bitch
It's a homicide every time she
Get the word out
(Yeah, yeah, go)

It don't make sense to me this time
How many mistakes, the text
Messages you sent
You could have saved to my heart
Baby, I don't understand
You're heartbroken
That's somethin' I can't buy
Baby, hearts don't break the
Same when it's fried
(Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
I still walked out with a bigger side, yeah

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