Don Carlo ft. LadyBugg Lyrics

Black Gambino, shipments from Evelino State D.R.O., cops tryna do me like Eddie Lino

Stackin' C-notes, I ain't whackin' as far as he know

Flawless aim, hittin' my targets like Dan Marino

40 below, 10 bows, warm black peacoat

When I'm in the booth, I get heat stroke

I represent each coast, make you trash mouths, niggas go eat so

Switch the 40 to your shorty, got deep throat

I be on my business, not fuckin' with you bitches

Smokin', I get jet lag, switchin' burgundy sixes

If rap was like the Trenches, I'm knockin' niggas and senseless

This that real shit, holla at me if you with this

I be on my business, not fuckin' with you bitches

Smokin', I get jet lag, switchin' burgundy sixes

If rap was like the Sinceres, I'm knockin' niggas and senseless

This that real shit, holla at me if you with this

My penmanship is impeccable, I'm ahead of the rest

You squeeze that tech when I step through, you turn your ass to a vegetable

That's a foul and a technical, leaving blood stains and residue

The Don's so incredible, say a blessing, or take a few

In the lab cookin', rollin' Runtz with Gorilla Glue

I can write my rhymes blind, you rap niggas, it's pitiful

Big kush, what I'm smokin' on, ain't medicinal

How you niggas in the streets, hustlin' with no principles

I be on my business, not fuckin' with you bitches

Smokin', I get jet lag, switchin' burgundy sixes

If rap was like the Trenches, I'm knockin' niggas and senseless

This that real shit, holla at me if you with this

I be on my business, not fuckin' with you bitches

Smokin', I get jet lag, switchin' burgundy sixes

If rap was like the Trenches, I'm knockin' niggas and senseless

This that real shit, holla at me if you with this

That was the first time I'd ever seen anyone shot

I remember feeling bad about the guy, but I also remember feeling that maybe Tootie was right

I knew Pauly didn't want anybody dying in the building