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• Artiste: Trippie Redd
• Titre: Don
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(Banger) (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) Yeah Sippin' Don, Don, Don, sippin' Dom, Dom Pérignon Baby, I'm gone, gone, gone, go infinity and beyond Baby, I'm the one, one, one, they was tryna count me out Had a couple real ones with me when I was in the motherfuckin' drought Got a couple steppers that'll lay your face down on the motherfuckin' ground Don't think I won't do it myself, nigga, just been a while Mama ain't raise no sucker, lil' nigga, .30, let it howl You are what you drink, so I guess I got a dirty mouth Bitch, I'm from up north, but I like chillin' in the dirty south You niggas ain't gettin' money, lil' nigga, you still trapped in the house My niggas movin' that white and them P's out the trap house Maybach so big, it's so hard to back out Talk down on the gang, that's the type of shit make you crash out Two hundred on the 'Rari dashboard, little nigga, yeah, mash out Don't do no Tom Ford, but I got an Audemars on my wrist Get a Richard Mille, they're two hundred, give the AP to Chris My niggas out here trappin', yeah, every day we take a damn risk Pneumonia in my neck, yeah, pneumonia in my fists Every day I feel blessed, no stress, baby, I feel bliss R.I.P. Juice WRLD, free Melly and Melvin, baby, "6 Kiss" I'ma put the Corvette and the Bentley in the shop, get wide-body kits How dare you test my gangster, lil' nigga? Know that we body shit Always talkin' tough on the internet, but ain't really 'bout shit Big Bird in this bitch, I'm the Ferragamo Falcon Sippin' Don, Don, Don, sippin' Dom, Dom Pérignon Baby, I'm gone, gone, gone, go infinity and beyond Baby, I'm the one, one, one, they was tryna count me out Had a couple real ones with me when I was in the motherfuckin' drought Got a couple steppers that'll lay your face down on the motherfuckin' ground Don't think I won't do it myself, nigga, just been a while Mama ain't raise no sucker, lil' nigga, .30, let it howl You are what you drink, so I guess I got a dirty mouth