DON JON
Yeah, yeah, aye
What, yeah
I want a hot dish
But my mama says no way
I tell her, stop this
She look at me like, okay
I want a hot chick
But my girl says, don't play
Ever since I got this
I've been pulling up, so late
On my kratom it got my drowsy
On my own I'm feeling lousy
Hide my highs up in my trousers
All my boys are getting loud
Who want smoke, out here it's risky
And she lowkey getting frisky
We be broke but drinking whiskey
And I'm dressed like it's the sixties, yeah
Oh my god, huh, sxnchay get that top, huh
Playing all my rock, huh, flirting like I'm Brock, huh
So high I'm in a saucer, bitch we need a top up
Yeah, what, yeah, okay
I'm tired of wearing basics, listening to my gay shit
Dressed all in my gay shit, bitch you know I made this
I'm always in my head shit, drive a little reckless
Some days I don't even exist, like I'm nearly headless Nick
Some days I don't even make sense, skirting on that pavement
Earn some but don't make bank, but you know I only date 10s
Sitting on my sofa, you know I'm gonna roll up
I don't even know when, but i know I'm gonna blow up
Feel like I'm Don Jon
Counting everything I'm on
Try to get my mind right
Hitting everything in sight
I want a hot dish
But my mama says no way
I tell her, stop this
She look at me like, okay
I want a hot chick
But my girl says, don't play
Ever since I got this
I've been pulling up, so late
Yeah, can I please get some chutney for my samosas
I only drink cheap beer, never had any mimosas
And the pussy so good I call her Doja
Next time I come over you better be naked on the sofa
If you love me better be like these bitches who love Sosa
I don't, give up my spot when I park, like I'm Rosa
Credit in my bank to my credit I'll be Frank
I don't trust these machines I just like cash in hand
I'm on sea level till I land I see the devil when I can
I see peril, take a stand, some people follow I set the trend
You peddle bullshit I see through it
I settle disputes like the jury
I'm the judge, executioner, enough
Perjury, I call your bluff
On Lucy see Lucifer
I'm elusive don't loosen up
My dreams are lucid till I'm up
I'm a recluse, I knew
Ever since I was a kid don't watch the news, they tools
Of the government, never tell the truth, confuse
While you motherfuckers sit back and enjoy the view, amused
But I'm a hypocrite, cos I do it too
Feel like I'm Don Jon
Counting everything I'm on
Try to get my mind right
Hitting everything in sight
What, yeah
I want a hot dish
But my mama says no way
I tell her, stop this
She look at me like, okay
I want a hot chick
But my girl says, don't play
Ever since I got this
I've been pulling up, so late
On my kratom it got my drowsy
On my own I'm feeling lousy
Hide my highs up in my trousers
All my boys are getting loud
Who want smoke, out here it's risky
And she lowkey getting frisky
We be broke but drinking whiskey
And I'm dressed like it's the sixties, yeah
Oh my god, huh, sxnchay get that top, huh
Playing all my rock, huh, flirting like I'm Brock, huh
So high I'm in a saucer, bitch we need a top up
Yeah, what, yeah, okay
I'm tired of wearing basics, listening to my gay shit
Dressed all in my gay shit, bitch you know I made this
I'm always in my head shit, drive a little reckless
Some days I don't even exist, like I'm nearly headless Nick
Some days I don't even make sense, skirting on that pavement
Earn some but don't make bank, but you know I only date 10s
Sitting on my sofa, you know I'm gonna roll up
I don't even know when, but i know I'm gonna blow up
Feel like I'm Don Jon
Counting everything I'm on
Try to get my mind right
Hitting everything in sight
I want a hot dish
But my mama says no way
I tell her, stop this
She look at me like, okay
I want a hot chick
But my girl says, don't play
Ever since I got this
I've been pulling up, so late
Yeah, can I please get some chutney for my samosas
I only drink cheap beer, never had any mimosas
And the pussy so good I call her Doja
Next time I come over you better be naked on the sofa
If you love me better be like these bitches who love Sosa
I don't, give up my spot when I park, like I'm Rosa
Credit in my bank to my credit I'll be Frank
I don't trust these machines I just like cash in hand
I'm on sea level till I land I see the devil when I can
I see peril, take a stand, some people follow I set the trend
You peddle bullshit I see through it
I settle disputes like the jury
I'm the judge, executioner, enough
Perjury, I call your bluff
On Lucy see Lucifer
I'm elusive don't loosen up
My dreams are lucid till I'm up
I'm a recluse, I knew
Ever since I was a kid don't watch the news, they tools
Of the government, never tell the truth, confuse
While you motherfuckers sit back and enjoy the view, amused
But I'm a hypocrite, cos I do it too
Feel like I'm Don Jon
Counting everything I'm on
Try to get my mind right
Hitting everything in sight
Credits
Writer(s): Sanchay Wadhwa
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