Jamario Turner, DC The Don - 2020 View lyrics

(𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘕𝘰𝘢𝘩, 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰)
Aye yo Mistro, this shit hard

See, we got red dots for niggas who
Be actin' like they want it (𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩)
And we got headshots for niggas who
Tryna' act like our opponents (𝘞𝘰𝘢𝘩)
Yeah I'm here in the club
Please don’t call when i'm up in my zone
(𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵!? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵!?) in the two-seater coupe
Tryna' crash like i did somethin' wrong
(𝘚𝘬𝘳𝘳𝘳𝘵) yeah, and i'm so
So off that i swear that i'm not comin' home
(𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?)
I'm glad that you know, but girl
It's the way you ain't ask me

These niggas can't race me
Got 2020 vision, that's HD
Know your bitch tryna' fuck if she say please
And she do me like blunts so she face me
Don't you call-in my zonе
Stackin' my paper, and keep from my phone
She tryna' tеxt me like, "Baby come over"
Feelin' a way, cuz my heart was her home
Yeah (𝘞𝘰𝘢𝘩! 𝘞𝘰𝘢𝘩! 𝘞𝘰𝘢𝘩)
She had to hop in my car, had to hop in
My bag and i'm still livin' life so, um
Numb yeah, got the 2020 view cus
It's not hard to see
When the shit hit the light in this room

Feelin' a way cus she know that i'm on
I hop in the coupe and
I don’t got no problems
Stackin' my cheese, know i get provolone
She know i'm that nigga, DC on the song
She tryna come over, say baby of course
Told her
"Hop in the coupe with the suicide doors"
I was just a young nigga
I was hoppin' out the Porsche
Now a nigga got figures and
I'm runnin' from these whores
And shawty she easy, she solvin' my problems
She numb all the pain that
The money ain't solvin'
She take me to places, yeah, far away
She give me good brain on a daily basis
We cannot get closer, i need my space
Tell her, "RIP kobe, " I fadeaway
First they was sayin' i was alone
Now i got bitches that play along

See, we got red dots for niggas who
Be actin' like they want it (𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩)
And we got headshots for niggas who
Tryna' act like our opponents (𝘞𝘰𝘢𝘩)
Yeah I'm here in the club
Please don’t call when i'm up in my zone
(𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵!? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵!?) in the two-seater coupe
Tryna' crash like i did somethin' wrong
(𝘚𝘬𝘳𝘳𝘳𝘵) yeah, and i'm so
So off that i swear that i'm not comin' home
(𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?)
I'm glad that you know, but girl
It's the way you ain't ask me

These niggas can't race me
Got 2020 vision, that's HD
Know your bitch tryna' fuck if she say please
And she do me like blunts so she face me
Don't you call-in my zone
Stackin' my paper, and keep from my phone
She tryna' text me like, "Baby come over"
Feelin' a way, cuz my heart was her home
Yeah (𝘞𝘰𝘢𝘩! 𝘞𝘰𝘢𝘩! 𝘞𝘰𝘢𝘩)
She had to hop in my car, had to hop in
My bag and i'm still livin' life so, um
Numb yeah, got the 2020 view cus
It's not hard to see
When the shit hit the light in this room

Aye, shawty what's wrong wit' you?
I admitted it first, I was dubbin' you
I'm in love with these
Hunnids' i'm thumbin' through
I put ice on my neck, on my thumb or two
And they said that i'm golden
It might be true and they say i'm the one
That's not good for you
Now you pickin' and choosin' another dude
When i pull up on niggas I keep a tool
(𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩) keep me a 40
In case these niggas ain't wit' me
Pull up on your shorty
Do the dash in a Bentley
Grown ass niggas and they hatin'
Only eighteen
Smash on your bitch, say, "Jamar
You really saved me"
As soon as you hit me I silence my phone
I'm countin' these racks and it
Fill up the trunk
Shorty cold hearted, I told her, "We done"
Ignorin' me all for that nigga, been on

See, we got red dots for niggas who
Be actin' like they want it (𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩)
And we got headshots for niggas who
Tryna' act like our opponents (𝘞𝘰𝘢𝘩)
Yeah I'm here in the club
Please don’t call when i'm up in my zone
(𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵!? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵!?) in the two-seater coupe
Tryna' crash like i did somethin' wrong
(𝘚𝘬𝘳𝘳𝘳𝘵) yeah, and i'm so
So off that i swear that i'm not comin' home
(𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?)
I'm glad that you know, but girl
It's the way you ain't ask me