Mr.DonDaDa (intro) Lyrics

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Pop pop pop pop

Go going phantom

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Turnin up for all these dumb ass nigga

Going phantom on they ass Mr Don dada I'm going up

Still post up in the hood even if them niggas dissin

Them boys don't want no smoke I made them keep me out they mentions

See I can't say too much I pray to God cause I be sinning

We getting to the bag me and the guys forever winning

I'm focused on these racks told that bitch to keep her distance

I can't even cap yea I been feenin for a killin

I really miss my brother he the reason we not chillin

You better watch your mouth or you gon die behind them disses

Yea

Or you could die behind this Glock

Them boys think that they killers I'm gone hit you in your top

He mad about a hoe that nigga really ain't my opp

I'm way out of state bussin bitches like a watch

I ain't waisting time I ain't tryna punch no clocks

Call me Mr Don dada way I'm totin on this Glock

She tryna throw it back but I just really want her top

Bitch I'm next up I'm on the rise just like a stock

I ain't playin wit I can't even hang wit em

Heard she 26 yeah she like fucking wit them young niggas

She know what it is yeah she ain't fuckin with no lame nigga

I'm chasin after paper I ain't chasin after fame Nigga

Still post up in the hood even if them niggas dissin

Them boys don't want no smoke I made them keep me out they mentions

See I can't say too much I pray to God cause I be sinning

We getting to the bag me and the guys forever winning

I'm focused on these racks told that bitch to keep her distance

I can't even cap yea I been feenin for a killin

I really miss my brother he the reason we not chillin

You better watch your mouth or you gon die behind them disses

I ain't captain save a hoe nah bitch you know that I'm a villain

All these pussy niggas cap they be acting like they killin

Forever counting racks you know I'm standing in that business

I tell lil woe to slide yea we be ridin through them trenches

She a bad bitch she ain't tryna rap with you niggas

I ain't average I done fell in love with counting figures

Uncie off a school bus why he poppin all them jiggas

Talking bout you blew some why you capping to them niggas

Imma keep on spazzin on they ass

Tell my mom to chill why she keep diggin in my stash

I'm killin em drock phantom havin him a blast

I'm feelin her but I ain't finna fuck her in her ass

Still post up in the hood even if them niggas dissin

Them boys don't want no smoke I made them keep me out they mentions

See I can't say too much I pray to God cause I be sinning

We getting to the bag me and the guys forever winning

I'm focused on these racks told that bitch to keep her distance

I can't even cap yea I been feenin for a killin

I really miss my brother he the reason we not chillin

You better watch your mouth or you gon die behind them disses

Or you gon die behind this Glock