DLC lyrics

[Hook: DLC]
While I count they mad
But all these n*ggas just hate for no reason

Pulling up in a jag
If they don’t talk money you know that I’m leaving

All these n*ggas just cap
You know that I’m living the sh*t that they’re dreaming

Nothing came overnight
Amiri the fabric you know that I’m dripping

And all this sh*t I did it on my own
And I can’t kick it with you just leave me alone
And I was knocking but I had to kick some doors
We’re up in Neiman’s and we’re buying out the store

[Verse 1]
Riding ‘round in a beam
n*ggas don’t be solid yea they be switching up on the team
I be mobbing in the Stu counting up a 20 pack up in my jeans

You already know how we boming
All these blue hundreds I’m thumbing
I cannot hill with you dummies
Fly in that bih with a hundred

Pull up AMG’s back to back
Brodie got the strap in the back
Running up them figures up in Saks

I get the money got nothing to proof
Pull up on me and you know we gone shoot
n*ggas out here do the most for the loot
You ain’t got no methods you not with the crew

You ain’t got no methods you’re not with the swiping
I pulled out 20 racks just to give me Excitement
Smoking on cookies but I’m moving in silence
Put yea Dior on never needed a stylist
Never needed a stylist

Getting bands any day that I want to
Everyday yea they know what I’m on to
I’m outside yea I keep me some light blues
I just got me the BapeSTA’s for my shoes

YSL and my tee Louis V
For the Franklyn’s you know I’m a fiend
6,500 I’ma buy her Celine
Counting money is my daily routine

[Hook: DLC]
While I count they mad
But all these n*ggas just hate for no reason

Pulling up in a jag
If they don’t talk money you know that I’m leaving

All these n*ggas just cap
You know that I’m living the sh*t that they’re dreaming

Nothing came overnight
Amiri the fabric you know that I’m dripping

And all this sh*t I did it on my own
And I can’t kick it with you just leave me alone
And I was knocking but I had to kick some doors
We’re up in Neiman’s and we’re buying out the store