DC The Don - Stop Posin For IG lyrics
DC The Don [Daijon Cotty Davis] Milwaukee, Wisconsin, U.S. 🇺🇸
[DC The Don - Stop Posin For IG lyrics]
Posing for the gram he yelling nigga tag me
Posing for the
Huh hold up
Yea ok
Why you Posing for the gram
(What you talking bout nigga)
These Niggas be hatin but really #1 fans
Hol up bruh is this ur mans?
I need my chicken in advance
I'm talkin 5-6 million sky scrape buildings
40 achor land
Gotta find my own way
Find a place where I can lay
I been tryna make it happen
Saw the shit Change with Everything 1k
Mil town Mil town 414 born and I was raised
H town h town sauce Wak Travis Scott
Vibe waves 37 night and days
Arron Rodgers Bay plays
Trapping hallway maze got my city so amazed
Like how that tall lanky nigga
With the big teeth finally make a way
Like how tf he getting saved
I wonder how much did he make
Brought the lambo to the hood feeling brave
Ion want her if lil mama ain't paid
Ion want her if she ain't got it maid
I might take her if she bad and she slayed
Feel my presence all you niggas behave
Or open presents with the 41 k
I'm breaking records in the game like 2k
I'm just infectious
Tell yo man grab the raid this Not a concert
On the gang issa rave
Im tryna surf right on the crowd like a wave
Im taking orders take yo mans to the grave
I line em up i give lil Brodie a shave
Or give em swaggy if he catchin a fade
My baby trippin
Cause she know she got played
I'm sorry baby but a player gone play
It's DNA i Got this shit in my veins
Like ooo ooo
Fresh out da bed
Fuck a lil vest cause I'm comin for heads
Fuck ya lil crumbs tell yo mans get sum bread
Gotta bad bitch left her message on read
Ooo ooo
Come here lil boo
Zooted tonight but I'm leaving with you
Bad bitch so lavish I'm fucking her too
Date In the wrait let my stars be the view
These niggas be hating i'm Hollywood chasing
I'm leaving the hood but the hood follow me
You talking that smack
You gone end up on smack like a backwood
I blow you lil niggas like trees
I'm fresh out the gutta my money turn butter
I stripped yo lil bitch
She get down on her knees
She wasn't on me when I wore the beanie
Now I'm eating these tracks
Turn my beanie to cheese
Fresh off the east where my lil niggas eat
I'm in field
You can probably catch me in sum cleats
I'm stacking my money so high
I just look to the sky and thank god
For the birds and the bees
I wasn't on shit like 3 months and a week
Now I'm selling out venues
Man this shit is a breeze
I count hella bengies my pockets was empty
No wonder these nigga don't represent me
DON
Posing for the
Huh hold up
Yea ok
Why you Posing for the gram
(What you talking bout nigga)
These Niggas be hatin but really #1 fans
Hol up bruh is this ur mans?
I need my chicken in advance
I'm talkin 5-6 million sky scrape buildings
40 achor land
Gotta find my own way
Find a place where I can lay
I been tryna make it happen
Saw the shit Change with Everything 1k
Mil town Mil town 414 born and I was raised
H town h town sauce Wak Travis Scott
Vibe waves 37 night and days
Arron Rodgers Bay plays
Trapping hallway maze got my city so amazed
Like how that tall lanky nigga
With the big teeth finally make a way
Like how tf he getting saved
I wonder how much did he make
Brought the lambo to the hood feeling brave
Ion want her if lil mama ain't paid
Ion want her if she ain't got it maid
I might take her if she bad and she slayed
Feel my presence all you niggas behave
Or open presents with the 41 k
I'm breaking records in the game like 2k
I'm just infectious
Tell yo man grab the raid this Not a concert
On the gang issa rave
Im tryna surf right on the crowd like a wave
Im taking orders take yo mans to the grave
I line em up i give lil Brodie a shave
Or give em swaggy if he catchin a fade
My baby trippin
Cause she know she got played
I'm sorry baby but a player gone play
It's DNA i Got this shit in my veins
Like ooo ooo
Fresh out da bed
Fuck a lil vest cause I'm comin for heads
Fuck ya lil crumbs tell yo mans get sum bread
Gotta bad bitch left her message on read
Ooo ooo
Come here lil boo
Zooted tonight but I'm leaving with you
Bad bitch so lavish I'm fucking her too
Date In the wrait let my stars be the view
These niggas be hating i'm Hollywood chasing
I'm leaving the hood but the hood follow me
You talking that smack
You gone end up on smack like a backwood
I blow you lil niggas like trees
I'm fresh out the gutta my money turn butter
I stripped yo lil bitch
She get down on her knees
She wasn't on me when I wore the beanie
Now I'm eating these tracks
Turn my beanie to cheese
Fresh off the east where my lil niggas eat
I'm in field
You can probably catch me in sum cleats
I'm stacking my money so high
I just look to the sky and thank god
For the birds and the bees
I wasn't on shit like 3 months and a week
Now I'm selling out venues
Man this shit is a breeze
I count hella bengies my pockets was empty
No wonder these nigga don't represent me
DON