10 A G (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro: DC The Don]
Trademark!

[Verse]
Ayy, call me Wheezy F. Teezo 'cause I bought a Drac' with me
I ain't got no PS5, I told 'em not to play with me
And my Griffin Eagle hittin' hard like I got Blake with me
Cold world, pizza in my pocket, n*gga, Chuck E. Cheese
Make a sour face when I pop out, this sh*t got lemon squeeze
I just stepped up on this b*tch and she already on her knees
Say he gon' do what to me? I look at him like, "n*gga, please"
Talkin' out his neck like he was Swiss, I got that n*gga cheese
I just dropped a deuce inside a hot seat, punch from Mickie D's
Heard a n*gga rattin', snitchin' I pulled up, I gave Mickie D
.556's hit his Mohawk up, he look likе Mr. T
Bald headed on the еagle, that b*tch look like Mr. Clean
I just hit her frame out, now she walkin' fixin' weave
All my verses pressure, this sh*t ain't no f*ckin' ten a G
He ain't know what happen, he got lit up like a Christmas Tree
Walk up in this b*tch like Halloween, my n*gga, trick or treat
n*gga and I'm in that yo, I got that stick on me
I am Groot, got so many sticks, I made a f*ckin' tree
I feel like I'm DC, I walk in and b*tches notice me
And I got my Glock up in the party, n*ggas know it's me, b*tch