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kill the dj — Lyrics
Artist: DC The Don
Album: the rumors are true (EP)
Maybe I should try to lock in instead of hitting you up
This three five ain't doing nothing for me
Only fucking up my lungs shawty
Maybe I should try to trust less it's been fucking me up
Yeah, entertain it for the meantime
Take it slow I need to rewind
I know you want to be the one for me like, wassup?
Tell me everything I want to hear like, wassup?
Wassup, wassup?
Shawty tryna back me up
Tryna pack me up
Tryna pack me up, yeah
Are you rolling with me?
Eyes low shawty smoking with me
Caught a summer tan flying out the city
You ain't gotta say it, but I know you miss me
She need money
I'm countin' plenty
Shawty bad she just put on Hello Kitty
I don't like the fit
But girl you hella pretty
Where you from shawty?
Are you in the city?
How come every girl in LA busy?
She want love and a Lamb truck
I can't even lie you moving fishy
Fell in love twice, both was risky
The problem is I know the feelings gone
Probably shouldn't na put it in a song
Maybe I do better all alone
Maybe I should try to lock in instead of hitting you up
This three five ain't doing nothing for me
Only fucking up my lungs shawty
Maybe I should try to trust less it's been fucking me up
Yeah, entertain it for the meantime
Take it slow I need to rewind
I know you want to be the one for me like, wassup?
Tell me everything I want to hear like, wassup?
Wassup, wassup?
Yeah, shawty tryna back me up
Tryna pack me up
Tryna pack me up, yeah
I told her bend it over
Contemplating don't got time for it
Girl, I lose my patience 'cause I'm never sober
She like, "Baby, boy you changed"
Nah shawty, I'm just getting older
Really, I'm just still the same me
But who this new you?
I hardly know her
Now I'm spinning in the fast lane
Headlights keep on glowing on her
In that Marni sweater with the Red Octobers
In Milan sweatin' I've been moving bogus
Backstage with a white lotus
Backstage with a white lotus
Back then you was mine only
Send the addy to you
You can slide on me
You can slide on me
You can slide on me
Maybe I should try to lock in instead of hitting you up
This free time ain't doing nothing for me
Look at all this shit it done to me
Maybe I should try to trust less it's been fucking me up
I tried to give this hoe the dream but
It ain't always what it seems
Maybe I should try to lock in instead of hitting you up
This three five ain't doing nothing for me
Only fucking up my lungs shawty
Maybe I should try to trust less it's been fucking me up
Yeah, entertain it for the meantime
Take it slow I need to rewind
I know you want to be the one for me like, wassup?
Tell me everything I want to hear like, wassup?
Wassup, wassup?
Yeah, shawty tryna back me up
Tryna pack me up
Tryna pack me up, yeah