DND ft. K1LLBRADY Lyrics

Bitches filled up the crib

We got plenty more

Too much hits in the bag

I got plenty more

We could place by the opp

And play miny moe (Place by the opps)

That's why we gon let it go

She fell so outta place ain't no where to go

A-R came with binaries still pistol too

Got up niggas still wanna go toe to toe

Got my dawg just came back

And we toasting up

We ain't started lil nigga

We warming up

We got bands

We could fill up your dinning room

Making more than my teacher

So fuck school

In the hood and

I'm really just posted up

Twin sip lean and

He really not coughing up

If you ride with your strap

Nigga tort it up

Better put that shit down

You ain't shooting none

And I know for a fact

You not shooting us

These niggas claim that they tough and all

These niggas lame they not tough at all

Godamn

I guess they believe in me

Thanking god

Because I'm standing on both feet

(ahhh aaaww ahh)

Pray to god I can't end up like TND

I can't pick up my phone I'm on DND

If it's not about money don't call me

Getting money so I'm never lonely

With your hoe and she dirted the BNB

Niggas can't walk in my shoes

You niggas can't even try

Walk in my socks

(Uh uh)

(What)

(Let's go)

(You don't)

They keep hating

Because they really under me

When it rains big bro crying down me

Momma crying cause

She really proud of me

Prada my socks

Boy we don't box

Runner get shot

We make the birds fly

Of the d block

GMG bitch we so fly we in flocks

I'm a young legend I always evolve

Did alone so I need an applause

This bitch tryna take my heart

Where were you at

When I was crying alone

Rap game ain't nothing

I run it in flops

So many rappers that had to go flop

I keep it going bitch I wouldn't stop

These niggas want me to flop

They be the same niggas

Want me to drop huh

We talk real numbers

They ain't got nun to show

We speak with numbers

Then stay on the low

No we won't sink

I'm the cap of the boat

Rich of a pyrex

Virgil abloh

Model bitch said she gon fuck me on blow

Bando

Getting coke filled it with snow

No we won't sink

Im the cap of the boat

Speaking the truth so I feel like the pope

Under the sun bitch

I'm really just glowing

Extending the mag

Cause I'm kupa reloaded

Dashed boutta hunned K

Under the sofa

VSOP cup don't sit on no coaster

Rest in peace to brown dash

Rest in peace Ricky

Damn my stake meduim rare

I ain't picky

Spill my codiene on my ysl stitching

Spilling my knowledge

You niggas can feel it

Tell that bitch to give me some knowledge

I need some time to rethink

Don't hype it up if it's too lame

That shit is probably a sin

(Yeah)

(Whuu)