Dro Kenji, DC The Don - SO WHAT lyrics

Uh, uh

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 with me (Go)
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 bag rolled up, smokin' gas
Poured up (yeah)
He get blast, blown up (yeah, hey hey)
He get blast, so what? (Go)

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

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 with me (Go)
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 bag rolled up, smokin' gas
Poured up (yeah)
He get blast, blown up (yeah, hey hey)
He get blast, so what? (Go)

Like, I get so damn high
I think I seen an 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 out of her mind
Money what I need, let's say it one more time
(Let's go, okay) big bag, stripper ass
I had a dream like Martin Luther
A hundred 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
(Let's go)

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 with me (Go)
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 bag rolled up, smokin' gas
Poured up (yeah)
He get blast, blown up (yeah, hey hey)
He get blast, so what? (Go, go)

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