DC The Don - Capalot lyrics

[Intro] Get that Bentley Trademark! [Chorus] b*tch, its DC The Don, and I'm really up 2020 Corvette, with my semi tucked This a whole lotta who*es, tell 'em, giddy up On the road, we gon' come fu*k your city up But I bet we won't fu*k with no groupies Its fu*k 2's in this b*tch, we the goonies I got more Rick Owens, than Rick Owens Donny MVP, if you don't like it, then shoot me [Verse 1] Better run from T-Money, no business That's Trademark in the back, he do fitness Twenty five, yeah that's a very long sentence But I got some ni**as fifteen, and they with it They bust at yo fitted Shoot me a craps, I double my digits I'm really him, they like "ni**a, who is it?" Shoot up the bags in the back, that's my image This b*tch keep going live tryna fu*k up my image I don't do that sh*t, this b*tch got it twisted Walk around like a lick, got dior on my feet- [Chorus] b*tch, its DC The Don, and I'm really up 2020 Corvette, with my semi tucked This a whole lotta who*es, tell 'em, giddy up On the road, we gon' come fu*k your city up But I bet we won't fu*k with no groupies Its fu*k 2's in this b*tch, we the goonies I got more Rick Owens, than Rick Owens Donny MVP, if you don't like it, then shoot me [Verse 2] Hollow tips'll put one in yo head I ain't trippin' he already dead b*tch its up, you done said what you said Shoot in his face, that lil' ni**a a fed [?] shootin' lead My b*tch givin' head I don't fu*k with twelve, I turned thirteen instead I'm countin' this bread b*tch in my face keep on askin' 'bout zodiac, I think that she got a problem with me Shawty she fu*k like she-