DC The Don - Makavelli lyrics

[Part I] [Intro] Let's go Mario Ayo, yeah I'm just piped up in this b*tch What! Gang, gang [Verse] And it's too many ops in this party, lil' b*tch Make 'em bump my sh*t , I'm on tour, he get hit up Walking with a stick and a blunt, man big up Smoking on the 'xotic make 'em (Huh), make 'em hiccup Snakes in the grass hit my line, they keep up Run a lil' fast, that b*tch getting (?) Say he got a (?) with some lil' ass (?) Acting like he hard, get his motherfu*king b*tch fu*ked [Chorus] Big face, on me (What) Big rings, Rollies (What) My sh*t, global (Skrr) He's a, poser (Yeah, yeah) (?) Fake ass, cloner (?) She know I'm a dog, I'm a motherfu*king (?) Woke up to this mud cause I hate being sober [Bridge] Blue devil sh*t I'm up in Houston, I ball with the Rockets Your b*tch on my jimmy, I tell her to stop it ( not John F. Kennedy, blue strips, that's kinda fu*ked up) Big ass chopper put a hole through his dome (?) was a lil' ass boy Finesse the pack but the whole team [Part II] [Verse] [...] (?) on my white Tee, ni**as OD coming through (?) Rick Owens my feet, too exaggerated, ni**as stop guessin' You ain't really like that, blow the city up, ni**as startin' to laugh (Hahahaha, yeah) ni**as too goofy, beat a ni**a ass, ni**as don't flash You're not (?) ni**a, ni**as not playin', DC (?) Pull off from the gutter, ni**as too lit, live broadcast