John Dillinger lyrics

by

DC The Don



[Chorus: DC The Don]
I'm with some n*ggas, they sinning, he talk his out his mouth, we gon' dump and get rid of him, yeah
Ballin' like I'm Villanova, I'm in Minnesota, can't wait to run into you, yeah
Now I got beef with my ceiling, I took off the top 'cause I said "I ain't feelin' you, yeah"
Watch how I take off the top, hittin' that boy like my name was John Dillinger
n*ggas keep telling me drop, b*tch, I go ghost when I want then come back like the Sinister
Hold on, bruh, turn up the 808, I need my sh*t distorted, please don't throw on no limiter
I'm out of town, he look like a villager
I smoke za by the pound, bring the weed out the cylinder
I'm talking hot in this b*tch, when I leave out this hoе, they gon' have to come in with еxtinguishers
.762, hit him up in his living room
Big ass jacuzzi, three hoes in the swimming pool

[Verse 1: DC The Don]
I been kickin' sh*t in the UK with my n*ggas in Liverpool
Now I ain't gotta work everyday, I'm still making my minimum
Boy, don't play with me, play with your b*tch, little n*gga
That's Lil Donny, he play with sticks, little n*gga
Now he cut, get hit in your sh*t, little n*gga
Why your favorite rapper on my di*k, little n*gga
He poured up a 4, I got 6, little n*gga
We gon' kick down the door, put that blick on that n*gga
I got Marni on me, I got Marni on me, I got Marni on me and my b*tch, little n*gga
How he leave out the gutter and go straight to the Ritz
Cause that place I come from, it got cold in my [?]
[Verse 2: Buggie Blue]
Aye, she took out the ring and I made her my b*tch
Count up my paper, I'm stacking my chips
The code to the safe, get that thing out my [?]
Pour up the lean and I hop in the whip
Gotta [?] and [?]
Yeah, she give me top when I hop in the whip
[?] hundred thousand and they still acting p*ssed
Diamonds they wetter than mist
Hop in the Wraith and I'm stackin' yo' b*tch, diamonds they all on my wrist
f*ck all these broke boys, they never on sh*t
Talk on my name and they catchin' my fists
Speak on the bro and I pop 'em like zits
Slide to the function, he not on the list
Walk in the Louis, I'm flexing my fits
b*tch, I'm a dog and I'm teaching her tricks
Walk in with Buggie, they taking a flick
Walking like a doctor, I'm curing the sick
f*ckin' your daughter, she making it hit
Feel like a plumber, I'm fixing and sh*t
Me and Lil' Donny, we hitting a lick
Me and Lil' Donny, we making it [?]
I just went out with yo' b*tch and I'm gone
I just went up and I feel like they [?]
Picking on Wick and they feel like they strong
Took me like [?] and a million my song
b*tch in my sheets and I feel like I'm wrong
Act like you sad but you didn't all along
I picked up yo' b*tch and I picked up her thong
Chilling with [?], yeah, with DC The Don
[Chorus: DC The Don]
I'm with some n*ggas, they [?] him, he talk his out his mouth, we gon' dump and get rid of him, yeah
Ballin' like I'm Villanova, I'm in Minnesota, can't wait to run into you, yeah
Now I got beef with my ceiling, I took off the top 'cause I said "I ain't feelin' you, yeah"
Watch how I take off the top, hittin' that boy like my name was John Dillinger
n*ggas keep telling me drop, b*tch, I go ghost when I want then come back like the Sinister
Hold on, bruh, turn up the 808, I need my sh*t distorted, please don't throw on no limiter
I'm out of town, he look like a villager
I smoke za by the pound, bring the weed out the cylinder
I'm talking hot in this b*tch, when I leave out this hoe, they gon' have to come in with extinguishers
.762, hit him up in his living room
Big ass jacuzzi, three hoes in the swimming pool
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