Don Lyrics

Astro

Bitch, I'm still a Don, I ain't feeling braggadocios

Taking Adderall, doctor double up my dosage

Codeine spillin' red, cause that's how I like my potions

Fucking up the trends, you just going the motions

Fuckin' around with a Glock, I know the top of the ceiling don't drop

Remember these bitches be kidding me

Flicking my wrist until I cannot feel this beat

None of these hoes can be saved, poppin' a 30 no Curry the bay

Ain't never been in Jamaica, fuck all the drama Imma take a vacation

Holding my projects got 'em on hard drives

You couldn't pick me outta the line up

Fuckin' no problems, popping my collar

Three Six Mafia, call me Papi

Mason Margiela's, Rick Owen my style

Every two weeks she get paid for the line up

Top of the comments, favorite designer

Panda Express got me fatter than Jamba

Who that knocking thru the window?

Keep it close like my kin folk

Investments tripled by tenfold

Dipped out like it's crypto

You gotta shittin' me?

Chandelier on my centerpiece?

So many bitches inside of my bed

The legs is lookin like centipede

Dropped her off at LAX, that perky got some lean to it

Elliante diamonds up in TSA, I'm freezin' em

Switching up like Miley Cyrus, now she got some mean to her

Told 'em that I died before, they couldn't even believe in me, yeah

Boy, I got them triple kicks that triple slide, yeah

I could introduce your bitch with simple signs, yeah

Don't get busy wit' them jawns Imma Super Saiyan sign

When I get that top I hope my seat recline, yeah

Bitch, I'm still a Don, I ain't feeling braggadocios

Taking Adderall, doctor double up my dosage

Codeine spillin' red, cause that's how I like my potions

Fucking up the trends, you just going the motions

Fuckin' around with a Glock, I know the top of the ceiling don't drop

Remember these bitches be kidding me

Flicking my wrist until I cannot feel this beat

None of these hoes can be saved, poppin' a 30 no Curry the bay

Ain't never been in Jamaica, fuck all the drama Imma take a vacation

Holding my projects got 'em on hard drives

You couldn't pick me outta the line up

Fuckin' no problems, popping my collar

Three Six Mafia, call me Papi

Mason Margiela's, Rick Owen my style

Every two weeks she get paid for the line up

Top of the comments, favorite designer

Panda Express got me fatter than Jamba

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, buss it

Buss it

Died before they couldn't even believe in me, yeah

Boy I got them triple tricks that super slide, yeah

I could introduce your bitch with simple signs, yeah

Busy with them jawns, I'm a Super Saiyan sign

When I get that top, I hope my seat recline, yeah