I can´t believe it, can´t believe it
Woah
Can´t believe it, I can´t believe it, nah
Woah
Nah, for real

Woah
Woah
Woah
Yeah

Yeah, I just ran out of service, so, no, you can´t call on me
Still runnin´ laps ´round that boy, so he know he can´t ball on me
Yeah, all that pressure been weighin´ you down and you throwin´ it all on me (Woah)
Ain´t no point in sittin´ around and reminiscin´ how it used to be (Hey)
I don´t think about it, how it used to be
Like, bitch, this Margiela my coat, I ain´t freezin´ no more, how I used to be (Woah)
Yeah, like, bitch, it´s lil´ Donny for sure, I make ten after ten and get back on the road (Woah)

It´s just me and bitch in a Bentley Bentayga, roll up, then I´m swervin´, swervin´ (Woah)

In the fast lane, just keep mergin´, mergin´
Yeah, like, don´t get my motherfuckin´ niggas to hop on your ass, you´ll be screamin´ out, "Murder"
I could pay off the bill, got a bag now, watch me switch up the verdict
That lil´ bitch, she pull up to the trap and she nervous
Run that shit up, get that motherfucker crackin´, lil´ bitch (Lil´ bitch)
Yeah, I´m sorry, expressin´ the flash, she got diamonds, start addin´ that shit (Yeah)
Yeah, Givenchy my coat and my shoes are Margiela, I really just throw that shit on on an accident
Yeah, I put that lil´ ho in a five star, took that ho out the Radisson

And really them niggas gotta pay me, they be stealin´ my swag and my cadence
Fly in that bitch, I´m like everybody, I don´t walk around, I´d rather drive a Mercedes
And I´m really still like, "Fuck everybody," I don´t play around, so ain´t no point in persuadin´
Leave that bitch hangin´ out, demonstrate it
We could spin through your block ´til it´s vacant (Woah, go, go)
And this shit lookin´ just how I illustrated
Look at all that shit that you innovated
Lifestyle got me feelin´ like, "Woah"
We could run in your shit like we renovated
I ain´t trippin´ as long as my niggas made it
On the top and we feelin´ like, “Woah”
Like I said, it ain´t shit, how it used to be
So ain´t no point in even reminiscin´ how it used to be (Yeah)

In a whole ´nother fast car, this the same swag that it used to be
It´s just DC The Don, I´m lil´ Donny, get used to me

I just ran out of service, so, no, you can´t call on me
Still runnin´ laps ´round that boy, so he know he can´t ball on me
Yeah, all that pressure been weighin´ you down and you throwin´ it all on me (Woah)
Ain´t no point in sittin´ around and reminiscin´ how it used to be (Woah, woah, woah)
I don´t think about it, how it used to be
Like, bitch, this Margiela my coat, I ain´t freezin´ no more, how I used to be
Yeah, like, bitch, it´s lil´ Donny for sure, I make ten after ten and get back on the road

It´s just me and bitch in a Bentley Bentayga, roll up, then I´m swervin´, swervin´ (Woah)

Yeah