Donald glover Lyrics
- Genre:Others
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I'ma up that bitch and feel her like I'm Donald Glover
Ayy, ayy, I don't care about who you with, I say fuck it, who your brother
Makes their faces hit the block, I feel like Donald Glover
In the chopper, shoot in motion, bitch, they want me on the cover
When you pull the trigger, bounce the battery, playin' with some brothers
Up the blitz, like a blade, you throwin' shade, we bring them cutters
I don't care about who you with, you should've thought about your brother
Any bullets hit his face and turn that nigga into cups
She took a Birkin, small like fireworks, I know that hoe a budge
She started spazzin', tweakin' on the Gotham act, cause she a gentleman
I'll blow your fuckin' face loose while sippin' on that Grey Goose
She suck me like she do that vape, then she gon' make my face blue
Grabbin' on her web, she like Vodka's fuckin' lace, nigga
Block her, no she chained, stalk her, show her what this mace do
Makes their faces hit the block, I feel like Donald Glover
In the chopper, shoot in motion, bitch, they want me on the cover
When you pull the trigger, bounce the battery, playin' with some brothers
Up the blitz, like a blade, you throwin' shade, we bring them cutters
I don't care about who you with, you should've thought about your brother
Any bullets hit his face and turn that nigga into cups
She took a Birkin, small like fireworks, I know that hoe a budge
She started tweakin' on the Gotham act, cause she a gentleman
I'll blow your fuckin' face loose while sippin' on that Grey Goose
She suck me like she do that vape, then she gon' make my face blue
Grabbin' on her web, she like Vodka's fuckin' lace, nigga
Block her, no she chained, stalk her, show her what this mace do
Makes their faces hit the block, I feel like Donald Glover
In the chopper, shoot in motion, playin' with some brothers
Got my fingers in his bitch and got her moanin' like a dummy
She ate the dick, walkin' out the crib, rubbin' on her tummy
Makes their faces hit the block, I feel like Donald Glover
In the chopper, shoot in motion, playin' with some brothers
When you pull the trigger, bounce the battery, playin' with some brothers
Up the blitz, like a blade, you throwin' shade, we bring them cutters
I don't care about who you with, you should've thought about your brother
Any bullets hit his face and turn that nigga into cups
She took a Birkin, small like fireworks, I know that hoe a budge
She started tweakin' on the gas, but she mad cause she a junkie