It’s only 1 real Don the rest is wannabes 🚶🏽♂️🔥🔥😘 https://smarturl.it/DCTheDonCAYA DC The Don - Hello DC! (Prod. G1) Come As You Are Shop Merch: https://www.fatbeats.com/collections/... Follow DC The Don: Instagram: / dcthedon SoundCloud: / dcthedon Twitter: / dcthedon__ Director/DP: Aser Santos Jr. Production Company: JUNIVIS Producer: Dani Aquino Steadicam: Christopher Pinto 1st AC: Spencer Wood Gaffer: Taylor Huddleson Key Grip: Edward “Kip” Rodriguez Swing: Jewel Perez Swing: Ciara Braganza Set Medic: Neda Choun Meis BTS: Desiree Ramos Film Photography: 713Bran PA: TJ Kim G&E Rental: Special Purpose Lighting Camera Rental: Juniper Visuals Lens Rental: Red Letter Rentals Label: Rostrum Records Label Producer: Yazid Britt Lyrics: [Intro] Ayy, see, that's what the f*** I'm talking 'bout (G, I think we got one) I was just telling Sean, Sean, bro I can't f*** no basic b**** Stop calling my f***ing phone, bruh, I ain't tryna hear that s*** Woke up like a new man Walked outside in my New York Street Vans Like now, it a big man, ayy Get my ex sad, I turned my ass to a big man [Chorus] TSA stopped us in Vegas Too much ice, they can't believe that we made it Old niggas on my dick, they invaded Just mad 'cause your s*** is not bumping, just save it, woah Yeezys, I'm keeping it basic When we stroll through your block, we leaving it vacant I'm an Eastside nigga, please don't mistake And your girl sent a text, told her, "Happy belated" Oh my God Rockstar nigga, I live according Need for speed demon, I been roaring I'm on the eway, a thief in the night, b****, good morning We the type of niggas pull out the ice while it's storming (What?) [Verse] Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, tap in Ah yeah, he ain't know we make it happen (Woah) Ah yeah, you brought a knife, you need a MAC-10 Bop-bop, b****, goodnight, sweet dreams like Marilyn Manson That boy just made a mistake This my s***, I can't even decay I'm one hundred, these hoes a disgrace Can you please stay the f*** out my face? Captain save-a-ho, need him a cape In that Lambo', do you want to race? Put my pedal down, smash on the brake In that deep water shark with the grapes, woah How that nigga, he hating from the bleachers? (How?) I'm on the court, and b****, I still got my heater, woah 24 on the back of my sneakers She was a good-ass girl, I turned her to an eater That money is coming in various This cash got my world on Aquarius Talking down, this and that, it's hilarious I'm the king of my city, I carry it It was beef so I had to go bury it We sweep through your block like a terrorist Feel like Heath, why the f*** you so serious? Tell that nigga pipe down, boy, you barely lit Hit a bone with a bag, hit it straight from the back b****, I'm royal, I need me a chariot Ain't no cheapskate for you, I ain't tryna impress I'ma take that lil' b**** to the Marriot Ain't no playing for keeps, b****, it's up and it's stuck I'm in love with the game, I'ma marry it Hundred guns if he wanted to carry us Me and gang like the fast and the furious He love talking that s*** on the 'Gram When I pop out and see him, he really the scariest And your diamonds ain't blinking enough Boy, you stupid, you should've just got it from Elliot Yellow diamonds like p***, I R. Kelly'd it Me and Frosty bringing all of the action John 'bout to pour a four of some medicine Triple-seven, b****, I told her I'm heaven-sent Big show on a nigga And it's primetime, I'm way too booted up Told my bro-bro, "Hold on, we moving up" We in the mode, nigga, go ahead and screw it up With my mask on, I feel like Freddy's son Too many vibes and I said it I think I need me a medic Chilling on nothing pathetic You niggas living pathetic He wanna steal my aesthetic Pull up, I make you regret it Two Glocks, these b****es magnetic We turn your ass diabetic I seen your b**** on my 'Gram She was DMing me but I left it and read it I did your b****-ass a favor You really my son, this s*** is poetic We going 24/7, I'm up through the night, it's in my genetics I'm in the corner with nobody on me, lil' b****, I'm shooting like Redick [Bridge] Woke up in this primetime, lil' b****, let's do it, yeah Please don't steal my sunshine, I'm way too moody, yeah Walking through the rain, Rick Owens on me, I'm groovy, yeah I'm stomping in the puddles, big 30 on me, I'm shooting, yeah [Chorus] TSA stopped us in Vegas Too much ice, they can't believe that we made it Old niggas on my dick, they invaded Just made 'cause your s*** is not bumping, just save it, woah Yeezys, I'm keeping it basic When we stroll through your block, we leaving it vacant I'm an Eastside nigga, please don't mistake And your girl sent a text, told her, "Happy belated" Oh my God Rockstar nigga, I live according Need for speed demon, I been roaring I'm on the eway, a thief in the night, b****, good morning We the type of niggas pull out the ice while it's storming [Outro] Oh yeah Woah