
Don Julio ft. Truly Drako Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Aye, yeah, c'mon
What, nigga? Nah, for real, aye
With a Whole Lotta what, bitch
With a Whole Lotta huh, bitch
Aye, aye, aye
Aye, this bitch got some bounce to it
I told her that ass got some bounce to it
Fuck all that talking, let's get right to it
She don't wanna fuck on the first night she might just do it
Gettin' that bath I'm baptized nigga, I'm drinkin' that fluid
Get them bags and move them across the town
I get mad and fly out the town
Bitch bad, wanna fuck me now
Bust a play for China, I ain't in Chinatown
My slimy kid'll wipe a nigga nose for forty thou
I gotta get right as soon as I wake up, I'm fucked up
I feel like Weezy F, I pour me a four and I'm trucked up
She finally found the Woes, this bitch lucked up
Aye, ten million dollar crib, fuck it I'ma just post up
You niggas ain't get no money, I'm turnin' this shit off
I do my dance like Majae, bitch, I'm gettin' off
She need Balenciaga, Birkin bags she want them all
I had to upgrade the swag, fuck it, I'll take my chance and ball
My chain like a water resort, fuck it, I'ma leave tomorrow
Where I come from, trapping a sport, you gotta pass the ball
Get my money and put it on the floor, I need a bitch like Latto
Mr. Woes got hoes galore I need a Minaj of models
She wanna take that Don Julio, act a foolio
Me and Drama fuckin' groupie hoes, I got a Rubi Rose
If you ain't know, nigga aye, how you know
Salutations to all my niggas jugging the iPhones
Yeah it's a SkyDweller in the kit, it's a different time, bitch
I was 13 sipping red, I was a high kid
I'm with Fifth and Sizzle Yams, this that MOB shit
We got so many sticks like pencils a nigga, bound to get robbed in here
All I know is drugs, drugs, drugs, serve the block
I'm in L.A. with my Woes, getting geeked up with two thots
Look like Clermont twins, I got twin Gens
HA, twin fins, how about I go in
Back to back, black trucks, Cyber truck on my side
If a nigga wanna get busy, got that nine on my side
Lately, I've been bleedin', please don't kill my vibe
808s in my vibe
They don't give me money for real, I got the new gimmick
And I'm still in the hood, damn, for real, so you won't catch me slippin
Know my life's on a roll, I just don't get it
We don't wait off the road, they won't stop sendin'
All I know is drugs, drugs, drugs, serve the block
I'm in L.A. with my Woes, getting geeked up with two thots
Look like Clermont twins, I got twin Gens
HA, twin fins, how about I go in