SO WHAT lyrics

[Intro: Dro Kenji]
Uh, uh

[Chorus: Dro Kenji & DC The Don]
Okay, I'm up, I'm wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
n*ggas mad 'cause I get paper
Cool me down
She f*ck rappers, I ain't had to fly her to me
Don't run down on Lil' Kenji, I keep big ass blickys with me (Go)
Run down on the gang right now, all my n*ggas on go (Go)
Red dot with a .556, n*ggas kickin' down doors
I got big bag rolled up, smokin' gas, poured up (Yeah)
He get blast, blown up (Yeah, hey, hey)
He get blast, so what? (Go)

[Verse 1: DC The Don]
How the f*ck get a new i8 with the butterfly doors? (Go, go)
Donny fresh out of LAX with some L.A. hoes (Go, go)
I put that sh*t on, lil' b*tch, I just hopped in the Phantom (Go, yeah)
I ride with the motherf*ckin' goats (Go)
When I'm rockin' that green, I feel slimy as f*ck (sh*t)
Danny Phantom the whip, and Dior on my coat (Yeah)
I just step on the gas and I float (Yeah)
My b*tch, she bad, but she doin' the most (Yeah)
Oh, you think you a demon? This n*gga a joke (Yeah)
Aimin' straight for you, Taliban, shoot through the floor (Go)
Watch me make that b*tch jump, jump, jump
When I hop on the stage, they gon' jump through the floor (Jump, sh*t)
Yeah, they stay on my di*k, I just go with the flow (Jump)
We can turn the b*tch up (Jump)
We keep goin' some more (Jump, jump, jump)
b*tch, I got on Rick right now, what the f*ck did you think? (Jump, b*tch)
Three-five in the 'wood right now, n*ggas smokin' on dank (Go)
That's why I say I'm The Don of a Don 'cause I'm doin' this sh*t, I do something he can't (Go, go, go, ayy)
I just bang on my chest like the Planet of the Apes
We could slide through your hood in a big-ass tank (Go, go, go, go)
[Chorus: Dro Kenji & DC The Don]
Okay, I'm up, I'm wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
n*ggas mad 'cause I get paper
Cool me down
She f*ck rappers, I ain't had to fly her to me
Don't run down on Lil' Kenji, I keep big ass blickys with me (Go)
Run down on the gang right now, all my n*ggas on go (Go)
Red dot with a .556, n*ggas kickin' down doors
I got big bag rolled up, smokin' gas, poured up (Yeah)
He get blast, blown up (Yeah, hey, hey)
He get blast, so what? (Go)

[Verse 2: Dro Kenji]
Like, I get so damn high, I think I seen an AC-130
I f*cked that b*tch one time and blocked her 'cause I can't love on birdies
I'm in my private section, peace out and her friends all came with me
This lil' Taurus pistol on me, ain't for violence, it's for peace when I'm outside
I just seen a opp n*gga tryna switch sides
I can't f*ck you for the free, the b*tch out of her mind
Money what I need, let's say it one more time (Let's go, okay)
Big bag, stripper ass, I had a dream like Martin Luther
A hundred f*ckin' money bags, I'll add that sh*t up, f*ck a tutor
Money what I need, let's say it one more time
Money what I need, let's say it one more time (Let's go)
[Chorus: Dro Kenji & DC The Don]
Okay, I'm up, I'm wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
n*ggas mad 'cause I get paper
Cool me down
She f*ck rappers, I ain't had to fly her to me
Don't run down on Lil' Kenji, I keep big ass blickys with me (Go)
Run down on the gang right now, all my n*ggas on go (Go)
Red dot with a .556, n*ggas kickin' down doors
I got big bag rolled up, smokin' gas, poured up (Yeah)
He get blast, blown up (Yeah, hey, hey)
He get blast, so what? (Go, go)

[Outro: Dro Kenji]
Okay, I'm up, I'm wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
n*ggas mad 'cause I get paper
Cool me down
She f*ck rappers, I ain't had to fly her to me
Don't run down on Lil' Kenji, I keep big ass blickys