MR. NOT NICE - DC The Don

This a molly mix it in yo sprite

We gone send em somewhere in the skies

Every consequence come with a price

That’s my nickname not nice

He ain’t breathing fuck him let him die

We go son of sam poltergeist

And we gone make shirts nigga what’s yo size?

Rockin yo dead homies like they mine

Life full of chances nigga roll your dice

Bro is a tattle teller do him right

You not a rat yet you a mice

Oh, you didn’t get her back nigga?

Big surprise

I don’t fuck with niggas that’s why I be solo dolo

Big RoRo keep that Notre Dame on him no Quasimodo

I was just broke had no love in me

Hit the corner store only a buck 50

Had my brother Mani and lil cuz with me

Ma said go to the store get a Dutch for me

Came out that bitch had some Takis and gum with me

Shared the bag and let them eat the crumbs with me

That’s when I seen four grown niggas walk up to me

Asking where is my hands and what’s up with eem?

Go back home or this shit gone get ugly

I was a jhit but ain’t running for nothing

Shots fired that’s the end of discussion

Cooked the opposition but that shit was disgusting

Yeah, bro drink that purple drink no Robitussin

She gave me super head call her concussion

Bad little foreign hoe she speaking Russian

Russian Roulette cause' we play while we clutching

We can’t leave no witness Period, no sentence

Guap we tremendous Heavy weight lifting

Lil nigga you don’t fit in

Wrist work transcendent

I think you should change your attitude

Nah bitch you should mind your business lil bitch (aye)

This a molly mix it in yo sprite

We gone send em somewhere in the skies

Every consequence come with a price

That’s my nickname not nice

He ain’t breathing fuck him let him die

We go son of sam poltergeist

And we gone make shirts nigga what’s yo size?

Rockin yo dead homies like they mine

Damn!

Dc caught a body

Movin like a zombie

Eatin calamari

Singing ladi da di

Feeling froggy leap

You meeting god almighty

Toilet dumpster trash you niggas hella potty

Bro got thirty hoes sitting in the lobby

Skirt off on they ass in a new Bugatti

I got juice lil baby Scotty Way Too Hotty

We just blew yo mama rent inside of follies

She get on her knees and pray to cockalmighty

She need stamina, we got hella molly

That’s a perfect fucking mix abugatti

Skirt off shootin thru the roof Maserati

This a molly mix it in yo sprite

We gone send em somewhere in the skies

Every consequence come with a price

That’s my nickname not nice

He ain’t breathing fuck him let him die

We go son of sam poltergeist

And we gone make shirts nigga what’s yo size?

Rockin yo dead homies like they mine