DND lyrics

But I was thinking like, we change up the swag
Like, we just, tap in
Then I just do the ad-libs but like some crazy sh*t
I don’t know what you thinking about
But I think we can make sure it be crazy
You get it bro? ye
Let’s do it, let’s do it
Let’s do it, let’s do it
Send the beat and don’t worry about it
And then you get to do the ad-libs, yeah


[Verse : K1llbrady & Brotherkupa]

Prrr
b*tches filled up the crib, we got plenty more
Too much hits in the bag I got plenty more
We could place by the opp and play miny moe (Place by the opps)
That’s why we gon let it go
She fell so outta place ain’t no where to go
A-R came with binaries still pistol too
Got up n*gga’s still wanna go toe to toe
Got my dawg just came back and we toasting up
We ain’t started lil n*gga, we warming up
We got bands, we could fill up your dinning room
Making more than my teacher so f*ck school
In the hood and I’m really just posted up
Twin sip lean and he really not coughing up
If you ride with your strap n*gga tort it up
Better put that sh*t down you ain’t shooting none
And I know for a fact, you ain’t shooting us (Oh-oh)
These n*ggas claim that they tough and all
These n*ggas lame they not tough at all
Godamn, I guess they believe in me
Thanking God because I’m standing on both feet (Ah aw-ah)
Pray to God I can’t end up like TND
I can’t pick up my phone I’m on DND
If it’s not about money don’t call me
Getting money so I’m never lonely
With your hoe and she dirted the BNB
n*gga’s can’t walk in my shoes
You n*gga’s can’t even try walk in my socks
Uh-uh (What)
Let’s go (You don’t)

They keep hating because they really under me
When it rains big bro crying down me
Momma crying cause she really proud of me
Prada my socks boy we don’t box
Runner get shot, we make the birds fly
Off the D block
GMG b*tch we so fly we in flocks
I’m a young legend I always evolve
Did it alone so I need an applause
This b*tch tryna take my heart
Where were you at when I was crying alone
Rap game ain’t nothing I run it in flops
So many rappers that had to go flop
I keep it going b*tch I wouldn’t stop
These n*ggas want me to flop
They be the same n*ggas want me to drop huh
We talk real numbers they ain’t got nun to show
We speak with numbers then they stay on the low
No we won’t sink I’m the cap of the boat
Rich of a pyrex, Virgil Abloh
Model b*tch said she gon f*ck me on blow
Bando, getting coke filled it with snow
No we won’t sink I’m the cap of the boat
Speaking the truth so I feel like the pope
Under the sun b*tch I’m really just glowing
Extending the mag cause I'm kupa reloaded
Dashed boutta hunned K under the sofa
VSOP cup don’t sit on no coaster
Rest in peace to Brown Dash
Rest in peace Ricky
Damn my stake meduim rare I ain’t picky
Spill my codiene on my YSL stitching
Spilling my knowledge you n*gga’s can feel it
Tell that b*tch to give me some knowledge
I need some time to rethink, yeah
Don’t hype it up if it’s too lame
That sh*t is probably a sin
Yeah (Whuu)