lirik lagu dc2trill - call my lawyer
[intro: neednoname]
yeah
yeah
hold up, bae, hey, bitch, it’s needno
come on, come on, let’s go
[chorus: neednoname]
i’m a fuckin’ backend boy, only thing i know how to do is get money
i can get off my ass and go hustle while my back touchin’ my stomach
all i’m tryna smoke is exotic, it ain’t za, i don’t touch it
when i’m hoppin’ on the plane, i make my bitches hold my luggage
when i’m totin’ that big damn five~seven, i hope they don’t make me bust it
when i hold that arp, i tilt it up and adjust it
this bitch say she don’t wanna fuck, i’m gettin’ punked, ashton kutcher
every time i go to jail, i ain’t tryna talk, call my lawyer
[verse 1: neednoname]
man, this nigga think he gangster, but he not, he law and order
i’vе been pressing pills and blending dope sincе 4 o’clock this morning
took that chrome off and woke a day and hopped up in some marni
feel like travis hunter, baby, you know i play up on the corner
[verse 2: dc2trill & neednoname]
spend a bag at the jewelry store, but this keke got me high (yeah)
i done bought this bitch a ‘lenci bag and, shit, i barely like her (yeah)
built up the maybach truck, i’m pickin’ out the tires (that fuckin’ nigga)
niggas better daffy duck, come through like equalizer (full~grown gorilla)
bitch, i’m with the sharks again
jewelry hittin’ while it’s dark again
turn your boss to fertilizer
pour an eight, i’m turtle~izing
nigga, ain’t no show if i can’t get blick and the guys up in here
i ain’t come to play, spent 60k, hypnotized the women
my sprite look like coca~cola
’cause my drank a lil’ older
every time, you see him happy, probably ’cause i’m never sober
pull a verse card, he thought he smart, we finna fuck him over
boy, you got a crew of gi~hoes and some small soldiers
[chorus: neednoname]
i’m a fuckin’ backend boy, only thing i know how to do is get money (frrt)
i can get off my ass and go hustle while my back touchin’ my stomach (yeah)
all i’m tryna smoke is exotic, it ain’t za, i don’t touch it (i don’t touch it)
when i’m hoppin’ on the plane, i make my bitches hold my luggage (let’s go)
when i’m totin’ that big damn five~seven, i hope they don’t make me bust it (brrt)
when i hold that arp, i tilt it up and adjust it (yeah)
this bitch say she don’t wanna fuck, i’m gettin’ punked, ashton kutcher
every time i go to jail, i ain’t tryna talk, call my lawyer
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