Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DC The Don
DC The Don
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daijon Davis
Daijon Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ralph
Ralph
Producer
Trademark
Trademark
Producer

Lyrics

Trademark!
Ayy, who that It's the man (yeah)
Walked up in your party with a glocky in my pants (what?)
He was out of pocket, made him do the shmoney dance (Donny)
Bro said he don't want no smoke
But he gon' get it on demand (grrr-bow!)
Give no fucks, we gon' kill you and your friends (what?)
Big ass Pelly Pete on the east side and that Benz (yeah)
I'm a basic ****, I just need my whole advance (yeah)
Rostrum clear the budget, now what's up?
There ain't no chance (What, what, What?)
Ayy, whip it work, six feet in the dirt (what, ok)
I can't fuck these basic hoes, they make my stummy hurt (haha)
Act retarded, you get hit up with this Uzi Vert
Outlaw shit, you know we comin', bitch who want it first? (go, go)
MAC-10, Batman, get your ass packed in (yeah)
Tryna play Bugatti with a baddie and her bad friend (yeah)
On the e-wayay, cruising white cars, Stacey Dashin' (what?)
Fuck up out my DMS, stupid ****, you's a has been (yeah)
**** said "Let's work", but I know he tryna cop my shit (what?)
Yeah, they said "It's all love," until I pop my shit (what, what?)
His hoe was calling too much, I had to block that bitch (boom, boom)
It's going to be a Holocaust when I fuck around and drop my shit
Bitch
Ayy, who that? It's the man (Yeah, yeah)
Walked up in your party with a glocky in my pants (Yeah, yeah)
He was out of pocket, made him do the shmoney dance
Bro said he don't want no smoke
But he going to get it on demand (What, what, what, what, go)
Give no fucks, we going to kill you and your friends (boom-boom)
Big ass Pelly Pete on the east side and that Benz (gang)
I'm a basic ****, I just need my whole advance (yeah)
Rostrum clear the budget, now what's up?
There ain't no chance (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just woke up, ****, swag on the thou' wow
If you see me with it, then it's real, bitch, I ain't bow wow (yeah)
Last year I was broke, now I'ma fuckin' cash cow now (yeah)
**** wasn't flocking, now they tryna steal my style now (yeah)
Bitch you got me fucked up
No, you can't suck my dick laying down, get the fuck up
I heard they lookin' for me, boom-boom-boom-boom-boom
Shut the fuck up
We at your spot right now tryna fuck a **** lungs up
And Donny hot right now, bitch, I wish, you got me fucked up
My AR still jammed, but I bet his ass get fucked up
Still chasing **** down
Boy, yo' ass might get done up (what, what, what, what, what?)
You a grown-ass man, all on my dick
Go get yo' funds up (what, what, what, gang, gang)
I can't save that boy if he going to run
Boom-boom-boom (what, what, gang, bang)
Ayy, who that? It's the man (okay, okay)
Walked up in your party with a glocky in my pants (gang)
He was out of pocket, made him do the shmoney dance
Bro said he don't want no smoke
But he going to get it on demand (what, what, what grr-ah)
Give no fucks, we going to kill you and your friends (let's go, let's go)
Big ass Pelly Pete on the east side and that Benz
(okay, let's go, let's go, let's go)
I'm a basic ****, I just need my whole advance
Rostrum clear the budget, now what's up?
There ain't no chance (Donny, Yes, sir)
Go
Go, go, go (fah, fah, fah)
Go, go (fah, fah, fah)
Brrt-bow-bow-bow
Written by: Daijon Davis, Ralph Rustin Baysa Payabyab, Tyler David Maline
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