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nigga freestyle - dco lyrics

[intro: tenthapostle]
ha (lemme ask you a question real quick)
woah
woah

[chorus: tenthapostle]
you came from a loving home, actin’ like you movin bricks n*gga (oooh)
i don’t care about the fame, i just wanna get rich n*gga
you was my og then you got passed, that’s why you p*ssed n*gga
i don’t tote no guns and i ain’t really ’bout that sh*t n*gga (ooooh)
but you came from a loving home, so why you movin’ bricks n*gga
i don’t care about the fame, i just wanna get rich n*gga
you was my og then you got passed, that’s why you p*ssed n*gga

[verse 1: tenthapostle]
yeah, i’d be p*ssed too (i’d be p*ssed too)
n*ggas mad they get hit with 7.62’s
7 n*ggas lookin’ for you like it’s blues clues (blues clues)
and i ain’t drinkin’ lean i’m drinkin’ fruit shoot (fruit shoot)
you a stupid b*tch, you get hit man (you get hit man)
i do it by myself, don’t need a hitman (don’t need a hitman)
i don’t care if you don’t wanna show that (what)
i’ll still expose you lil n*gga, yeah you know that (ooooh)
cause you a hoe, wh0re, b*tch, yeah you alla that
don’t call my phone, don’t care if you dyin’, i ain’t callin’ back
(callin’ back)
sometimes i really just hate n*ggas
like why do n*ggas always just be fake n*ggas
like, “you remember me?” you said we twins then you switched up
(why you switch up?)
a lot of n*ggas yeah they b*tched up (yeah they b*tched up)
now i got my sticks up (woooah)
now i got my sticks up (woooah)
yeah
yeah (oooh)
you mess with the gang, then we do that (ooooh)
i double my bands, then i go to bed (ooooh)
i count all my bands, then i go to bed (yeah, yeah)

[transition: tenthapostle & dco]
yeah (lemme ask you a question real quick) (ha, woah)
bop bop bop (woah)
it’s dco in the stu’ bro (woah, woah)

[verse 2: dco]
you know my flow is so clean (yep)
like a washing machine
she calling me for some d
imma just hit and then leave
she saiyan “no baby, please stay”
“no one else puts it that deep bae”
my money grow, it don’t decay, yeah

and don’t you be pressin’ (nope)
money i’m collectin’
put it in her intestine
everybody stressin’ while i’m vibin, it’s a blessin’
you said i was trash but now you hear, you second guessin’

late nights gettin’ to the bag
yeah i’m talking food when i’m pullin’ out this mac
i don’t need guns to dispose of haters talkin’ trash
say it to my face, or you lyin’ yeah we know it’s cap (cappity cap)
everyday i’m rockin’ a new fit (dripped out)
like midwxst, ‘i know you hate me’, why you on my d*ck? (why?)
you know i’ll blow up, and that thought, it makes you sick
like i’m mlk, everyday, i dream of getting rich, yeah

all my opps yeah they jealous
spin his jaw like propellor
t*o*l*t forever
you man crack under pressure
i flourish and develop
flow’s electric, no tesla
spit those flames like endeavour
your girl give me that pleasure
make her suck on this treasure
yeah she givin’ me brain
do it in all terrains
suck it up go insane
my music is all flames
it’ll put yours to shame
dco, ‘member the name, huh

[transition: tenthapostle]
ha (lemme ask you a question real quick)
woah
woah
[chorus: tenthapostle]
you came from a loving home, actin’ like you movin bricks n*gga (oooh)
i don’t care about the fame, i just wanna get rich n*gga
you was my og then you got passed, that’s why you p*ssed n*gga
i don’t tote no guns and i ain’t really ’bout that sh*t n*gga (ooooh)
but you came from a loving home, so why you movin bricks n*gga
i don’t care about the fame, i just wanna get rich n*gga
you was my og then you got passed, that’s why you p*ssed n*gga

[outro: tenthapostle]
that’s why you p*ssed n*gga
if i was you i would be p*ssed n*gga
i would be p*ssed n*gga
i know you p*ssed n*gga

ha
woah, ha
woah

- dco lyrics

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