HOMICID3 - DC The Don

Ray, where the fuck are you?

Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Oh yes, I’m feelin' this one

(Woah, woah)

A-A-Astro got it runnin'

Like, I couldn’t wait 'til I got me a car

I’ma thrash in that bitch, I’ma crash 'til burn out

She live in a young nigga world

She my number one fan, she gon' go put the word out

We sendin' out an Amber Alert, it’s a homicide every time we get the word out

She callin' me mad as a bitch, it’s a homicide every time she get the word out

(Yeah, yeah, go)

It don’t make sense to me this time

How many mistakes, the text messages you sent, you could have saved to my heart

Baby, I don’t understand, you’re heartbroken, that’s somethin' I can’t buy

Baby, hearts don’t break the same when it’s fried

I still walked out with a bigger side, yeah

Gettin' so turnt', I don’t even know why

Truly, I’m stackin' it up and I don’t even try, it must pay to be this fly

And my haters, they look at me, they like, «Why?»

Like «What does he have that I don’t?

I’m tight»

It’s just how I feel about it baby, nothin', not at all

Fuck it, maybe they right

Is that all you knew?

She get mad when I reply without no heart emotes

But now I gotta live with more sense when it come to my past and girl,

Jeff Hardy flow

I can’t be just be jumpin' into every situation

No, I’m not movin' but I’m addicted to you, while I’m patient

Movin' in silence 'bout it baby, said your love is like the Mason

Usin' my phone for ages, she call me for congratulations

You used to call me devastated, talkin' 'bout you want relations

Fuck it, I’m killin' the vibe, hittin' your iPhone with confirmations

Fuck it, I’m gettin' some ice, they can’t ignore Daij no more, he blazin'

I’m fallin' so deep in love, like, every time

At this point it really don’t even make sense

I’m like, I don’t know

How do I keep runnin' through this shit without no cardio?

And she said, «Don, I’ve been wonderin' the same shit»

Like, I couldn’t wait 'til I got me a car

I’ma thrash in that bitch, I’ma crash 'til burn out

She live in a young nigga world

She my number one fan, she gon' go put the word out

We sendin' out an Amber Alert, it’s a homicide every time we get the word out

She callin' me mad as a bitch, it’s a homicide every time she get the word out

(Yeah, yeah, go)

It don’t make sense to me this time

How many mistakes, the text messages you sent, you could have saved to my heart

Baby, I don’t understand, you’re heartbroken, that’s somethin' I can’t buy

Baby, hearts don’t break the same when it’s fried

I still walked out with a bigger side, yeah

I know you tryna call my bluff, fuckin' with my ego

Always got a friend right by my side, girl, I’m with my ego, yeah

Came out the dirt, straight from the midwest, now they feelin' like he cold,

yeah

So don’t ask me why my heads up in the clouds, I’m just lookin' at trees bro,

yeah

Throw it up, throw it up, throw it some more

With a vampire bitch, she gon' pour up some more

I just blew up a girl, I’ma blow up some more

I be going and going and doin' the most

Like, I don’t know, can this shit get any better?

My shoes be designer, my bitch Cinderella

Like, Hannah Montana, my bitch lookin' double

I got me a Drac' and it do all the chatterin'

Dracos on Dracos, I’m killing the chat

With an innocent girl, she in love with

Straight to the script, then I’m switching the act

I got hate in my heart and codeine in my body

That’s not the same, she gon' stop on the daggerin'

I look back at that shit and it fill me with laughter

Because I got my leather jeans on, I’m McJagger

Tryna cope with that shit, but it’s making me sadder

Tryna use me to get to the top, but girl, I’m not a ladder

And I know my car kinda fast, but I need my shit a lil' faster

It was slow comin' up, but I’m off of my ass

Girl, I’m tryna cop a Casper

Between me and you, I’ve been hopin' I crash

Like, I couldn’t wait 'til I got me a car

I’ma thrash in that bitch, I’ma crash 'til burn out

She live in a young nigga world

She my number one fan, she gon' go put the word out

We sendin' out an Amber Alert, it’s a homicide every time we get the word out

She callin' me mad as a bitch, it’s a homicide every time she get the word out

(Yeah, yeah, go)

It don’t make sense to me this time

How many mistakes, the text messages you sent, you could have saved to my heart

Baby, I don’t understand, you’re heartbroken, that’s somethin' I can’t buy

Baby, hearts don’t break the same when it’s fried (Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

I still walked out with a bigger side, yeah