Don Quixote lyrics

[Chorus]
First he's here then he's gone
In his own brain he's the brains and the brawn
In his own lane when the blades gettin' drawn
Everybody bows down to the Don
Bow down to the Don
Everybody bow down to the Don
Bow down to the Don
Everybody bow down to the Don

[Verse 1: Watsky]
Ooh it's pretty hard to get a glimpse of him
Cause lordy lord that pretty pimp is slim
But you might catch him
Shootin' at windmills pistols drawn
Bullets bend around him and miss the king
So go and kiss the ring but
He'd never diss the pawns
Even if his enemies list is long
Supra's laced up
He grows a foot when he slips them on
And legend has it when he hits the bong and then he exhales
The morning fog rolls in
But you know dog it's just a Frisco thing
And when he's steppin' through the empty city in the early mist of dawn
You can hear the buildings whisperin'
You'll feel the earth quake
When he zips his fly down to p*ss planets shift alignment
Cause the guys the only one that's got a fist that's strong enough to lift his dong
But he won't tell you that cause he's a gentleman