"DONNY DARKO" lyrics
(feat. Lil Uzi Vert)
I-I-I-
Phew, phew
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give a fuck 'bout what you think (Woah, I-I-I)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't like that ho, she stank (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank (I-I-I-)
Yeah it's Donny Darko, niggas stole your coco (I-I-I-)
Better call the popo, oh yeah, dodging popo (Woah)
Shorty got to get in a chokehold (Huh?)
Try to get inside, I don't know 'em (Yeah)
On a private jet like woah-woah
Cranberry red it's ro-ro
Hold up, let me call my bro-bro
Young nigga hangin' out of the four-door (Woah)
Too many bad bitches it's trouble (A stack)
You need 'em a stack, double
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give a fuck 'bout what you think
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't like that ho, she stank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank (Huh? Brr)
Most of these niggas be bozos (Bozos)
Fucked your bitch in the cho-cho (Cho-cho)
Chanel on me, that's Coco (What?)
Most of my bitches sell cuckoo (Woah)
Mixed the green with the yellow, that's azul (Woah)
I was on the beam with a RP (Woo)
I was so high like a top form
Just gave fifty racks to my goon (Yeah, yeah)
I'm rich as bitch, laugh to the bank like, "Ha, ha, ha, ha" (Hmm, rich as a bitch)
I'm on that GTA shit, I'm on a RP, yeah, ten ten ten
Like your bitch on my whip, my Maybach got that extra tint-tint, tint-tint
I'm so rich, they keep tryna judge me
They don't fuck with my sin-sin, sin-sins
Every time that she suck my- (Ah)
I'm so respectful that I grin-grin, grin-grin
Ha, ha, ha
Come on Uzi, let me get that tank nigga I'ma grab them keys (Come on)
Call up my eses out in Texas, kill you for a couple Ps
You wanna talk cars in here, talk broads in here, man I got him beat
I don't give a fuck 'bout what these niggas talkin' 'bout, in the party I got 'em geeked (Geeked)
Ha, give a fuck 'bout what you think
Ha, I be laughing to the bank
Ha, don't like that ho she stink
Ha, I be laughing to the bank
Phew, phew
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give a fuck 'bout what you think (Woah, I-I-I)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't like that ho, she stank (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank (I-I-I-)
Yeah it's Donny Darko, niggas stole your coco (I-I-I-)
Better call the popo, oh yeah, dodging popo (Woah)
Shorty got to get in a chokehold (Huh?)
Try to get inside, I don't know 'em (Yeah)
On a private jet like woah-woah
Cranberry red it's ro-ro
Hold up, let me call my bro-bro
Young nigga hangin' out of the four-door (Woah)
Too many bad bitches it's trouble (A stack)
You need 'em a stack, double
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give a fuck 'bout what you think
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't like that ho, she stank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be laughing to the bank (Huh? Brr)
Most of these niggas be bozos (Bozos)
Fucked your bitch in the cho-cho (Cho-cho)
Chanel on me, that's Coco (What?)
Most of my bitches sell cuckoo (Woah)
Mixed the green with the yellow, that's azul (Woah)
I was on the beam with a RP (Woo)
I was so high like a top form
Just gave fifty racks to my goon (Yeah, yeah)
I'm rich as bitch, laugh to the bank like, "Ha, ha, ha, ha" (Hmm, rich as a bitch)
I'm on that GTA shit, I'm on a RP, yeah, ten ten ten
Like your bitch on my whip, my Maybach got that extra tint-tint, tint-tint
I'm so rich, they keep tryna judge me
They don't fuck with my sin-sin, sin-sins
Every time that she suck my- (Ah)
I'm so respectful that I grin-grin, grin-grin
Ha, ha, ha
Come on Uzi, let me get that tank nigga I'ma grab them keys (Come on)
Call up my eses out in Texas, kill you for a couple Ps
You wanna talk cars in here, talk broads in here, man I got him beat
I don't give a fuck 'bout what these niggas talkin' 'bout, in the party I got 'em geeked (Geeked)
Ha, give a fuck 'bout what you think
Ha, I be laughing to the bank
Ha, don't like that ho she stink
Ha, I be laughing to the bank
