Don Dada lyrics

by

Key Glock



[Intro]
(Get the bag, King Wonka)
Yeah
Uh
Uh
Uh, Glizock
Yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, they call me Mr. Glock the Don Dada (Glizock)
I be gettin' money, spendin' sh*t like no tomorrow (Yeah)
Came up out my mama, doctor said I'd be a problem (Yeah, yeah)
My lil' n*ggas slidin' like the St. Louis Cardinals (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Balenciaga tracksuit like I'm goin' joggin' (Yeah)
Chillin' with this IG b*tch, she tryna give me noggin' (Top, top)
They say money talk, I'm the motherf*ckin' topic (Yeah)
Money tall as Wembanyama, n*gga, I'm the top pick
Yeah, I'm the motherf*ckin' one (One), and not the two (Two)
I be ballin' on these little-ass n*ggas like Uncle Drew (Yeah)
Ayy, I was born to get this money, n*gga, what about you? (Yeah)
Every time I turn around n*ggas copy my moves (Yeah)
And every time I look up it's n*ggas tryna be me (Yeah)
Ayy, I just passed lil' bro a ho like I'm CP3 (Phew)
You know they call me Glock, but I keep the NLE (Choppa)
If yean talkin' 'bout no guap, bye, B-R-B (The f*ck? Let's go)
[Chorus]
Yeah, they call me Mr. Glock the Don Dada (Yeah)
I be gettin' money, spendin' sh*t like no tomorrow (Yeah)
Came up out my mama, doctor said I'd be a problem (Yeah)
My lil' n*ggas slidin' (Slide, fah, fah, fah), like the St. Louis Cardinals (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Got your b*tch in the backseat head bobbin' (Yeah)
Long as my money neat, these b*tches gon' suck it sloppy (Uh)
My auntie pray for me, she know that I be with goblins (Yeah)
Shout out to my n*gga, Glizock, we Batman and Robin (Glizock)
Just pulled up in a spaceship (Skrrt), hopped out with a rocket (Fah)
It ain't even breakfast time, she tryna eat my sausage (Yeah)
n*ggas love to talk sh*t, I got big sh*t poppin' (Pop)
Before I trick up on a b*tch, I'll walk to Boston (b*tch, yeah)
From South Memphis (Uh), with no problem (Yeah)
I love gettin' money, my b*tch love Chanel and Prada (Ayy)
Hustlin' motherf*cker, I've been like this, yeah, since a toddler (Yeah)
And if it ain't about no money then don't even bother (The f*ck?)

[Chorus]
Yeah, they call me Mr. Glock the Don Dada (Yeah, Glizock)
I be gettin' money, spendin' sh*t like no tomorrow (Yeah)
Came up out my mama, doctor said I'd be a problem (Yeah, yeah)
My lil' n*ggas slidin' (Fah, fah, fah), like the St. Louis Cardinals (Fah)
Yeah, they call me Mr. Glock (Yeah), the Don Dada (Glizock)
I be gettin' money (Phew, phew), spendin' sh*t like no tomorrow (Yeah)
Came up out my mama, doctor said I'd be a problem (Yeah, yeah)
My lil' n*ggas slidin' (Fah, fah, fah), like the St. Louis Cardinals (Yeah)
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Wonka secured the bag)
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