DGIFU

Man every time I step on the mic, I feel like I'm talking to the world
Yeah
Man, Hit Drew and Twin, you know what it is
Yeah

Stand up
Tell them we the ones you a fan of
Nigga, we the plug, get your bread up
Had to cut him off cause he ran off
Yeah, wait, stand up
Tell them we the ones you a fan of
Nigga, we the plug, get your bread up
Pass it to my dawgs, it's a hand off so

Don't get it fucked up, I ain't have a trust fund
So I gotta tuck some when it come through
Don't get it fucked up, pole givin' touch ups
Loading it up, what you gon' do
Don't get it fucked up, niggas run and duck us
Put them in the trunk, bury more like Drew
Don't get it fucked up, squad on the cusp of
Winning on both sides, copy coo

Woo woo
Yeah, we on ten, know we bomb, so we gon' go beyond them
Oh, he rhyme, holy lines, mosey on it
OG vibe, bro, we all gon' be mobbin'
Yee yee
Smokin' on jinn, now my people killin' the evil they all send
Wait, without ego, we intervene on your top ten
Oh, here we go, you'll never be cold as my pen and
No need for cooperation if it's beef it's poppin' like a pot of bacon
I'ma get a piece like Asalaamu Alaikum
Give them hell, but I am still the opp of Satan
Amen, you don't know about these savage problems
For the ice and the cream, they might bask in robbin'
Cornerstone's too cold like we rapped with Austin
Pass the ball and shoot like swish I'm off this, Skoodwidit

Stand up
Tell them we the ones you a fan of
Nigga, we the plug, get your bread up
Had to cut him off cause he ran off
Yeah, wait, stand up
Tell them we the ones you a fan of
Nigga, we the plug, get your bread up
Pass it to my dawgs, it's a hand off so

Don't get it fucked up, I ain't have a trust fund
So I gotta tuck some when it come through
Don't get it fucked up, pole givin' touch ups
Loading it up, what you gon' do
Don't get it fucked up, niggas run and duck us
Put them in the trunk, bury more like Drew
Don't get it fucked up, squad on the cusp of
Winning on both sides, copy coo

Don't get it fucked up, don't get it fucked up
Don't get it fucked up, don't get it woo
Don't get it fucked up, don't get it fucked up
Don't get it fucked up, don't get it woo
Don't get it fucked up, don't get it fucked up
Don't get it fucked up, don't get it woo
Don't get it fucked up, don't get it woo
Woo woo

I'm a habitual winner
Single for summer, but cuffed in the winter
Stuffing my pockets like turkey at dinner
Shawty be doing them tricks like a pro
But if you let her tell it she just a beginner
Said I'm wavey I hope she a swimmer
I'm a Mac like my last name was Miller
Can't convince me that I ain't that nigga

Master like splinter
I mastered attacking the masses
I massacred and made a killing
Pray I'm forgiven for prey that I murdered in vain
When I ate cause it ain't been fulfilling
Don't do construction but they know I does this
Whenever the subject or topic is drilling
Cornerstones roaming the world, taking flights out to Italy
Literally, boy is you kidding me?

I was baby on datpiff when I had that epiphany
Fuck rap, like the Dutch has been missing
Like fuck that, though I grew up listening
A fun fact, yea the skin white but I cut back
Like the whips in my history
Somehow, keep on circling back like them hurricanes
But ain't shit sweet, but them sugar canes we was picking see
Que rica, uh
Tell my Carib niggas mabrika, uh
Keep the women shhh callaíta
No cerveza this shit that chicha, uh
Straight from the seed to the finca
Straight from the dirt to the sun let it brinca, uh
I can't respect ya'll shooters
The one Lebron I knew was Lolita

Don't get it fucked up, don't get it fucked up
Don't get it fucked up, don't get it woo
Don't get it fucked up, don't get it fucked up
Don't get it fucked up, don't get it woo
Don't get it fucked up, don't get it fucked up
Don't get it fucked up, don't get it woo
Don't get it fucked up, don't get it woo
Woo woo



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Writer(s): Kwason Morris
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