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Daij Is Drunk Lyrics


Dc The Don Daij Is Drunk

[Intro]
What'd he say?
2Ezzy on some other shit
(Yeah, ayy)

[Chorus]
Mason Margiela on my feet, I feel lovely
Bad lil' bitch in my face, she disgusts me
f..ck out my way, we don't do lovey-dovey
And I don't want that broke bitch, no, ew, please don't touch me
Navy man march, when we walk bitch we tuckin'
Lil Daij woke up on some shit, we see the opps, then bitch we bustin'
This one time 'round, let 'em duck, f..ck that bitch, and then her cousin
And I'm shittin' on these niggas, bitch, we really came from nothin'

[Post-Chorus]
And I'm so wasted, I'm complacent
And I'm so dangerous, in this lifestyle thеy won't make it

[Verse]
Shit, why they tryna scrap?
Teezo, pull up with that strap, ayy
Two shots through his back
Y'all niggas going dummy, finna pass him up, okay
Said he wanna bе fly, we finna blast him up away
Niggas want me to slide, you better catch me up, skrrt
Hop out the Lambo, there's no way these niggas can beat me, no way
DC the new Jimmy Hendrix, that nigga rock CC, okay
Oh, you ain't f..ckin' know? (Yes sir) Are you off Adderall?
What the f..ck we doing, brodie whippin' hella bows (Go, go, go)
Whip it up, whip it up, we going floor by floor (Ayy)
Hoppin' out the four by four with that four by four (Let's go)
Put his big head ass right up in my f..ckin' scope
ØUTLAW my hoodie, get yo' ass, ball, like Derrick Rose
Ayy, trap shit, DC, Brad Pitt, I'm on some cash shit (What happened?)
You lil' niggas past tense, he on that wack shit (Ayy)
Mr. Crack-a-bitch, and then pretend it never happened
I'm savage, I'm everlasting, I woke up swaggin'

[Chorus]
Mason Margiela on my feet I feel lovely
Bad lil' bitch in my face, she disgusts me
f..ck out my way, we don't do lovey-dovey
And I don't want that broke bitch, no, ew, please don't touch me
Navy man march, when we walk bitch we tuckin'
Lil Daij woke up on some shit, we see the opps, then bitch we bustin'
This one time 'round, let 'em duck, f..ck that bitch, and then her cousin
And I'm shittin' on these niggas, bitch, we really came from nothin'

[Post-Chorus]
And I'm so wasted, I'm complacent

[Outro]
f..ck out my face
Ohh-ohh


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