Paparazzi lyrics

[Intro, DCG Bsavv]
No bap
Please don't try to watch me
Dylan cookin' hits boy
Lets go
Please don't try to- (Phew)
Please don't try to watch me (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
Please don't try to watch me (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
Please don't try to watch me
Yea
I'm duckin'
Uh, let's go

[Hook, DCG Bsavv]
Please don't try to watch me, I'm duckin' paparazzi (Pop)
Opp's be on my di*k, they lame as hell, they got to copy
I been in the trenches since a baby, I was snotty (Slat)
We don't f*ck with goofies, one of dem, but he is not me (Hello)
Uh, I'm drunk as hell, but I'm not sloppy (I'm wet)
Pull this b*tch around so I can park and she can top me
Uh, This SRT so they can't stop me
I moved out the trenches, n*ggas mad cause they can't pop me

[Verse, DCG Bsavv]
Uh, I got Dior on my kicks b*tch
Already left the crib without my phone, she having misfits
Uh, f*cked that b*tch, she been got dismissed (Dismissed)
I wanna f*ck yo friend when we get done, think I'm a sick b*tch
Uh, She think I'm dumb I got a sixth sense (Sixth sense)
I'on give a f*ck about you being married, I'm just your mistress
Yea, She got tired and gave me distance (Distance)
I'm finna go on tour, just relax, I hope you miss me (Miss me)

Yeeaa, You diss on the dead, you gone be missing
Already got me a bag, I know they mad, I bought them switches
Put this b*tch on the curb, he offa Perc, thats why he itchin'
Yeeaa, she really tryna go down, she tryna get down just for some inches
Uh, I already know how to rap, I get sh*t done when I'm in the trenches
Uh, I had really got tatted, nobody died behind them disses
Uh, I had to put on my mask, I ain't gone lie; I saw a witness
Yea, he diss me on the gram, his ass a fan, he all in my mentions
[Hook, DCG Bsavv]
Please don't try to watch me, i'm duckin paparazzi
Opp's be on my di*k, they lame as hell, they gotta copy
I been in the trenches since a baby, I was snotty
We don't f*ck with goofy's, one of dem, but he is not me
Uh, I'm drunk as hell, but I'm not sloppy
Pull this b*tch around so I can park and she can top me
Uh, This SRT so they can't stop me
I moved out the trenches, n*ggas mad cause they can't pop me

[Verse, DCG Shun]
Uh, and I'm the coldest in the rap fasho, uh
We just got a check and bought some *brrrt*, I got a bag fasho
Uh yea, he got the Wok' but what he taxin' for?
We'll come right thru and spot that b*tch, f*ck he was bappin for?
Left his gun in the picture, f*ck he lackin for?
We just missed his ass, I might reroute you know I'm active tho
I'm in Uber with that stick, this sh*t get tragic tho
Pull up to the side, b*tch I'm so dumb I might blow out the door

Yeaa, she know I'm special and I got a stroke
b*tch I'm kinda god in my hood, I give my n*ggas hope
Oh lets go, Said she don't need me, f*ck she stressin' for?
This b*tch know I'm up, I pay her bills, I get my blessin's tho, uh
Uh, know I'm a dog but I'm the freshest tho
Tried to talk to her, she f*cked my man's; I learned my lesson tho'
Uh b*tch, you ain't even tell me you a PETTY hoe
I just bought a drake, it hold 78 like I'm off essence tho'
[Hook, Bsavv]
Please don't try to watch me, i'm duckin paparazzi
Opp's be on my di*k, they lame as hell, they gotta copy
I been in the trenches since a baby, I was snotty
We don't f*ck with goofy's, one of dem, but he is not me
Uh, I'm drunk as hell, but I'm not sloppy
Pull this b*tch around so I can park and she can top me
Uh, This SRT so they can't stop me
I moved out the trenches, n*ggas mad cause they can't pop me