Yoko Chanel - DC Rager lyrics

I'm on the ave smoking good za
Don’t talk to niggas still rockin' raw
Get so fly,  I could stand next to Jah
Good God Almighty, look at this nigga yall
Exotic, exotic niggas want no smoke
U huff & puff,  won’t blow nothing down
Everyone know who real in town
Everyone know u a red nose clown
In DC, everyone’s a builder
Bob, in fact, we all got drillers
But not everyone’s a killer
Fakin' for Twitter
He a cam girl how he dance on triller
Getting fucked by his bro’s
Ain’t no money being made off that pole
U sold your soul for a few bags a runtz
Used your re-up, just to stunt kILL

Chanel in this bitch take 'em back to 2015
Had Margiela & Rick Owen seams
Back to the future they just catchin' up
Hey McFly they need a heads up
What’s next? Replica, replica
Audio Technica put my headphones on
Get in my jam & watch how I bam
U jhi like trippin' fool need to calm down

KILL

DC RAGER (AHH) dc sniper (boom)
AIM FOR THE TOP put pain in my bops
Turn pop into hop glitterboi gangsta
Shine a light on my opps aYE MOE
DC RAGER (AHH) dc sniper (boom)
AIM FOR THE TOP put pain in my bops
Turn pop into hop glitterboi gangsta
Shine a light on my opps

AYE MOE AYE MOE, yeah
Kill I’m uptown with 32, yeah who are u?
Down southside w Donnie Khalil
Rob Van Damn hit a 5 start splash
Onna Wells Fargo
Talked to Montana the other day
He said new Skoke on the way

Respect my crank cuz
These niggas not fuckin wit me slim

KILL

Fuck NY cuz my old bitch bogus
Wish her out my life poof hocus pocus
I need more focus & I need more jeans
I need a Telfar bag for my Prada red beam
Yeahh- yeahhh, yeah

DC RAGER, yeah dC SNIPER
AIM FOR THE TOP put pain in my bops
Glitterboi gangsta shine a light on my opps

Glitterboi gangsta turn pop inna hop

Kill, kill-kill-kill, kill