DC The Don – ECLIPSE Lyrics
Basically everyone asking do I got a classic
I’m dropping another one this year
Niggas do well under pressure
But I’m bringing pressure
I’m bout to go dumb or sum this year
Ballin like T Mac in ’04 when he played for Magic
The #1 *** I’m in 10th gear
Niggas still tryna be gang but lil *** you random
And *** we know that you big weird
Whole lotta gear
Whole lotta
Whole lotta ammo
Navy seal boys all camo
Playin’ the piano
Sosa still playing in my Lambo
Feeling Trap Soul goin’ Rambo
You nerdy ass geeky ass niggas
They talking that *** on the mac while we up in the bando
Living rent free in yo head while I’m eating my snacks
And I’m *** yo *** in my sandals
These niggas they weird as a ***
I just told lil bro we don’t *** with they kind I ain’t answering
These rappin ass niggas keep hitting me asking for features
But brodie this *** is unflattering
Got a big headed *** she imagining
Stats too *** this *** is staggering
Walk thru mute the *** chattering
Tool go gratta-ta end his *** gathering
I took a chill pill I’m feeling amazing
Smoking so loud I’m a regular patient
Moving around with a glock like the Matrix
Please watch what you say
Cause this *** can get dangerous
Okay this choppa don’t miss it ain’t aimless
Aye lil brodie chill out boy it’s hella surveillance
Smoking on gas
Big pack in a spaceship
I’m that *** this year
I’m just making a statement
Woah
Basically everyone asking do I got a classic
I’m dropping another one this year
Niggas do well under pressure
But I’m bringing pressure
I’m bout to go dumb or sum this year
Ballin like T Mac in ’04 when he played for Magic
The #1 *** I’m in 10th gear
Niggas still tryna be gang but lil *** you random
And *** we know that you big weird
I’m too rich
Clearly girl I’m too sick
Woke up mad tryna get him hit
*** that talking *** what’s his zip?
Like damn he ***!
Tryna shoot the boy damn he missed!
Bought her *** damn he simped!
Finna *** around and bust my wrist
Choppa for lunch *** we serving up dish
Light skin lil *** tried to suck on my ***
I’m exhausted I’m holding a ton my wrist
Ksubi jeans got me feeling a hunnit and ***
In the party with Poudii we huntin and ***
Bought my mama a house having fun with this ***
With Lil Frosty and Tomi we blunted and ***
Moving in tune when the money make sense
Need the front and the back or I ain’t coming lil ***
I’m taking off
*** you knew I wouldn’t stay
I’m still a rockstar
I feel it in my veins
I asked you voluntary
Did you forget that day?
Oh yes of course you did
That’s why I’m MIA
Rocket ship in a whole nother space
Basically everyone asking do I got a classic
I’m dropping another one this year
Niggas do well under pressure
But I’m bringing pressure
I’m bout to go dumb or sum this year
Ballin like T Mac in ’04 when he played for Magic
The #1 *** I’m in 10th gear
Niggas still tryna be gang but lil *** you random
And *** we know that you big weird
Whole lotta gear
Whole lotta
Whole lotta ammo
Navy seal boys all camo Playin’ the piano
Sosa still playing in my Lambo
Feeling Trap Soul goin’ Rambo
You nerdy ass geeky ass niggas
They talking that *** on the mac while we up in the bando
Living rent free in yo head while I’m eating my snacks
And I’m *** yo *** in my sandals