DC The Don, Dro Kenji - SO WHAT? lyrics

Okay, I'm up, I'm wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
Niggas mad cause I get paper
Cool me down
She fuck rappers
I ain't had to fly her to me
Don't run down on lil' Kenji
I keep big-ass blickys on me
Run down on the gang right now
All my niggas on go
(Go)
Red dot with a .556
Niggas kickin' down doors
I got big bank rolled up
Smokin' gas, poles up
He get blast, blown up
He get blast, so what?

How the fuck you get a new
I8 with the butterfly doors?
Donny fresh outta LAX with some LA hoes
I put that shit on lil' bitch
I just hopped in the Phantom
I ride with the motherfuckin' ghosts
When I'm rockin' that green I
Feel slimey as fuck
Danny Phantom, new whip in Dior, in my car
I just step on the gas and I float
My bitch, she bad and she doin' the most
Oh, you think you a demon?
This nigga a joke
Aimin' straight for your talon, bitch
Shoot through the floor
Watch me make that bitch jump, jump, jump
When I hop on the stage
They gon' jump through the floor
Yeah, they stay on my dick
I just go with the flow
We can turn the bitch up
We keep goin' some more (Jump, jump)
Bitch, I got a Rick right now
What the fuck did you think?
(Jump)
3.5 in the 'wood right now
Niggas smokin' on dank
That's why I say I'm the Don of
A don 'cause I'm doin' this shit
I do something he can't
I just bang on my chest like
The Planet of the Apes
We can slide through your hood
In a big-ass tank

Okay, I'm up, I'm wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
Niggas mad cause I get paper
Cool me down
She fuck rappers
I ain't had to fly her to me
Don't run down on lil' Kenji
I keep big-ass blickys on me
Run down on the gang right now
All my niggas on go
(Go)
Red dot with a .556
Niggas kickin' down doors
I got big bank rolled up
Smokin' gas, poles up
He get blast, blown up
He get blast, so what?

Like I get so damn high I
Think I seen a AC-130
I fucked that bitch one time and blocked
Her 'cause I can't love on birdies
I'm in my private section
Peace out and her friends all came with me
This lil' Taurus pistol on
Me ain't for violence
It's for peace when I'm outside
I just seen a opp-nigga tryna switch sides
I can't fuck you for the free
The bitch outta her mind
Money what I need
Let's say it one more time (Okay)
Big bag, stripper ass
I had a dream like Martin Luther
A 100 fuckin' money bags
I'll add that shit up, fuck a tutor
Money what I need
Let's say it one more time
Money what I need
Let's say it one more time

Okay, I'm up, I'm wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
Niggas mad cause I get paper
Cool me down
She fuck rappers
I ain't had to fly her to me
Don't run down on lil' Kenji
I keep big-ass blickys on me
Run down on the gang right now
All my niggas on go
(Go)
Red dot with a .556
Niggas kickin' down doors
I got big bank rolled up
Smokin' gas, poles up
He get blast, blown up
He get blast, so what?