So What Lyrics by Dro Kenji (feat. DC The Don)
Okay I’m up I’m wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
N***** mad cause I get paper
Cool me down
She fuck rappers, I aint had to fly her to me
Don’t run down on Lil Kenji
I keep big ass blickey’s with me
Run down on the gang right now, all my n***** on go
Red dot with the 5.56, n***** kicking down doors
I got big bag rolled up, smoking gas, posed up
He get blazed blown up
He get blazed so what
How the fuck I get a new i8 with the butterfly doors
Donny fresh outta LAX with some LA hoes
I put that shit on lil bitch
I just hopped in the phantom, I ride with the motherfucking ghost
When I’m rocking that green, I feel slimey as fuck
Danny phantom the whip and dior on my coat
I just step on the gas and I float
My bitch she bad and she doing the most
Think you a demon, this n**** a joke
Aiming straight for your talent, I shoot through the floor
Watch me make this bitch jump, jump, jump
When I hop on the stage they gone jump through the floor
Yeah they stay on my dick, I just go with the flow
We can turn this bitch up, we can do it some more
Bitch I got on rick right now, what the fuck did you think
3 five in the wood right now, n***** smoking on dank
That’s why I say I’m the don of all dons cause I’m doing this shit, I do something that
you cant
I just bang on my chest like the planet of the apes
We can slide through your hood in a big ass tank
Okay I’m up I’m wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
N****s mad cause I get paper
Cool me down
She fuck rappers, I aint had to fly her to me
Don’t run down on Lil Kenji
I keep big ass blickey’s with me
Run down on the gang right now, all my n***** on go
Red dot with the 5.56, n***** kicking down doors
I got big bag rolled up, smoking gas, posed up
He get blazed blown up
He get blazed so what
Like I get so damn high like I think I seen a AC-130
I fucked that bitch one time, and blocked her cause I cant love on birdies
I’m in my private section peace out, and her friends all came with me
This lil ole Taurus pistol on me aint for violence its for Peace
When I’m outside I just seen an opp n***a tryna switch sides
I cant fuck you for the free the bitch outta her mind
Money what I need lets say it one more time
Big bag, stripper ass, I had dream like Martin Luther
100 fucking money bags, I’ll add that shit up fuck a tutor
(Money when I need it, lets say it one more time) x2
Okay I’m up I’m wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
N***** mad cause I get paper
Cool me down
She fuck rappers, I aint had to fly her to me
Don’t run down on Lil Kenji
I keep big ass blickey’s with me
Run down on the gang right now, all my n***** on go
Red dot with the 5.56, n***** kicking down doors
I got big bag rolled up, smoking gas, posed up
He get blazed blown up
He get blazed so what