Dapper Don

Lyrics

[Intro] (Itsnelll on the beat, nigga) [Chorus] When we cruisin' through the city, yeah, we ride with them glizzies And we gon' pull them triggers case a nigga get silly You was cheerin' them lame niggas on, now you gon' feel me Posted in my hood, thinkin' 'bout how this the real me And one thing 'bout them streets, them streets don't love nobody They taught me that shit early when niggas killed my daddy AR by my underarm, they call me one hand shawty They label me the Dapper Don just like Jon Gotti [Verse 1] How the fuck you lack? Every nigga strapped He ain't really street, nigga, he just got attached I can take you to get whatever you want, but I'm gon' need some tax And I don't really rap, nigga, I'm just speakin' facts And I ain't gotta say it yeah, you know the gun is tucked And we some paper chasers, nah, they ain't frontin' us You know I keep me a bad bitch and they be fun as fuck I went and got me a bag, bitch, I had to run it up And they say I'm a nympho, I got a fuckin' problem The way she suck this dick, I go and buy her Balenciaga They say you can't trust your partners, they some motherfuckin' robbers But tell me what's a goon to a motherfuckin' goblin? Oh [Chorus] When we cruisin' through the city, yeah, we ride with them glizzies And we gon' pull them triggers case a nigga get silly You was cheerin' them lame niggas on, now you gon' feel me Posted in my hood, thinkin' 'bout how this the real me And one thing 'bout them streets, them streets don't love nobody They taught me that shit early when niggas killed my daddy AR by my underarm, they call me one hand shawty They label me the Dapper Don just like Jon Gotti [Verse 2] Sometimes more is less, niggas can't contest I told 'em over and over, it's not checkers, yeah, it's chess I taught her how to monetize so she say I'm the best I asked her what's her ring size? She said, "VVS" It's Glizzy Gang for life, nigga, I don't fuck with traitors And Loc, that's like my blood brother, we call him The Mayor Told Savage he a G.O.A.T., that mean he one of the greatest Stay off them percolators and go up that elevator Nigga, this shit ain't rigged, we just tell it like it is When you start gettin' them M's, put away half for your kids Got a young nigga named Giz, he'll hit you with that SIG Forever Tre-7, that's on the streets or a bid, yeah [Chorus] When we cruisin' through the city, yeah, we ride with them glizzies And we gon' pull them triggers case a nigga get silly You was cheerin' them lame niggas on, now you gon' feel me Posted in my hood, thinkin' 'bout how this the real me And one thing 'bout them streets, them streets don't love nobody They taught me that shit early when niggas killed my daddy AR by my underarm, they call me one hand shawty They label me the Dapper Don just like Jon Gotti