Tell Shyanne 2 lyrics

by

Jace!


[Intro: DC The Don]
Oh, woah, woah

[Chorus: DC The Don]
Ride in a new Maybach, and my b*tch too flooded
Goddamn, my b*tch, she flooded
Hold a n*gga down for real, I love her
All of a sudden, b*tches callin' my number
They don't wanna see us happy, I understand, she is not my number one
Don't let her take you under, ask Shyanne how she got my number
Ride in a new G-Wagon, this b*tch too flooded
Big-body Benz, this is not no Hummer
f*ck that, n*ggas gotta see me comin', tell Shyanne to delete my number
Ride in a new Z06 with my left hand thumbin'
Big-body bills, blue strips, all hundreds
sh*t, like finally, n*gga, I'm stuntin', tell them hoes to delete my number

[Refrain: DC The Don]
Ride in a new Maybach, and my b*tch too flooded
Goddamn, my b*tch so flooded
Hold a n*gga down for real, I love her
And she already know what a n*gga need, we don't need discussions
All my money in the air, and she bussin'
I'm thinkin' 'bout puttin' kids in this lil' ho, I'm already rich, so f*ck it
I already hit a mil', so f*ck it (f*ck it)
[Verse 1: DC The Don]
Like, goddamn, I need your number
Where your n*gga at? Shawty, f*ck him
Why you at this party anyways if you so damn happy and say you love him?
f*ck that sh*t, you can save my number
And she put some emojis all over her contact, you can call me, it's nothing

[Chorus: DC The Don]
Ride in a new Maybach, and my b*tch too flooded
Goddamn, my b*tch, she flooded
Hold a n*gga down for real, I love her
All of a sudden, b*tches callin' my number
They don't wanna see us happy, I understand, she is not my number one
Don't let her take you under, ask Shyanne how she got my number
Ride in a new G-Wagon, this b*tch too flooded
Big-body Benz, this is not no Hummer
f*ck that, n*ggas gotta see me comin', tell Shyanne to delete my number
Ride in a new Z06 with my left hand thumbin'
Big-body bills, blue strips, all hundreds
sh*t, like finally, n*gga, I'm stuntin', tell them hoes to delete my number

[Verse 2: Jace! & DC The Don]
Tell Cece to unblock my number
Tell Mimi I'm outside with the hundreds
Tell Keke I'ma pick her a big-body Beamer, this sh*t here built like a Hummer
It's nothing, I'ma handle it
Tell my brother I'll be with him like no other
I just shot at three b*tches, Andre Drummond number
Bae, I'm a rich motherf*cker
Ooh, goddamn, this b*tch she somethin'
We at first base, finna get me some
Had to tell that lil' bit' to stop callin' my number, you trippin'
Okay, you ain't wit' me, I got it, I get it, I get it, get it, get it, get it (Yeah)
The money be here in a minute (Yeah)
The hoes'll be here in a minute (Yeah)
Bae, just let me in
M-Money on us in the Ritz (Woo)
H-Hunnids on us, and they crispy
I got shooters that get your ass licked
Tell Shyanne we ain't f*ckin' again
Going fast and I f*ck up the rim (Yeah)
Hit the bank and I'm pullin' out ten (Yeah)
Balling hard, b*tch, I f*ck up the rim (Yeah)
Tell Shyanne we ain't f*cking again
Going fast and I f*ck up the rim
Hit the bank and I'm pullin' out ten
Balling hard, b*tch, I f*ck up the rim
Tell Shyanne we ain't f*cking again
Going fast and I f*ck up the rim
Hit the bank and I'm pullin' out ten
Balling hard, b*tch, I f*ck up the rim
[Verse 3: DC The Don & Jace!]
Tell Cece I don't wanna discuss it
If you likin' that sh*t, then I love it
She put my Glock in her purse, she clutchin'
She can be my new ho if she up it
She from the same damn hood I grew up
I just run up them bands, they like, "Who up?" (What?)
I be sippin' on Casamigos, I'm in Bootsy Bellows with my muf*ckin' boot up (Yeah)
Like, who up? (Yeah)
I just put on that Rick and I suit up (Yeah)
I just spin in a fast whip with a bad b*tch, all of a sudden, I'm boo'd up
You keep callin' my phone, better cool it
Margiela fit, I be suited and booted
Pull up to fashion week, my b*tch be testin' my nerves, I'm hopin' that I don't go lose it
Lookin' like I just walked out of a movie
Put a new switch on a Glock, it's a Uzi
After I'm catchin' my nut, I be snoozin'
I'm movin' 'round with a Glock in a Uber
She fell in love with the diamonds and rubies
I'm so good, I feel a ho while I'm bougie (Woo), now I'm gucci (Yeah)
Now she woozy, come and get your lil' ho, she be choosin' (Yeah)
And I said, "Tell Cece to unblock my number (Yeah)
Tell Mimi I'm outside with the hundreds
Tell Keke I'm a pick her a big-body Beamer, this sh*t here built like a Hummer
Tell Shyanne to delete my number, tell Riri I'll be back for the summer"
You know how I'm comin', this whip got a whole lotta buttons, I take off the top, and I'm stuntin'
[Refrain: DC The Don]
Ride in a new Maybach, and my b*tch too flooded
Goddamn, my b*tch she flooded
Hold a n*gga down for real, I love her
And she already know what a n*gga need, we don't need discussions
All my money in the air, and she bussin'
I'm thinkin' 'bout puttin' kids in this lil' ho, I'm already rich, so f*ck it
I already hit a mil', so f*ck it (So f*ck it)
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