Tell Shyanne Lyrics by DC The Don is a New English song “FUNERAL (Deluxe)” sung by popular rapper DC The Don. Lyrics of this song are penned down by DC The Don and music produced by Apollo (Producer).
Tell Shyanne Song Details
Singer : DC The Don
Album : FUNERAL (Deluxe)
Lyrics : DC The Don
Music : Lodoni, cior, Apollo (Producer)
Tell Shyanne Lyrics
Oh, woah, woah
Ride in a new Maybach, and my b*tch too flooded
Goddamn, my b*tch, she flooded
Hold a ni**a down for real, I love her
All of a sudden, b*tches callin’ my number
They don’t wanna see us happy, I understand, she is not my number one
Don’t let her take you under, ask Shyanne how she got my number
Ride in a new G-Wagon, this b*tch too flooded
Big-body Benz, this is not no Hummer
F**k that, ni**as gotta see me comin’
Tell Shyanne to delete my number
Ride in a new Z06 with my left hand thumbin’
Big-body bills, blue strips, all hundreds
Sh*t, like finally, ni**a, I’m stuntin’
Tell them hoes to delete my number
Ride in a new Maybach, and my b*tch too flooded
Goddamn, my b*tch so flooded
Hold a ni**a down for real, I love her
And she already know what a ni**a need, we don’t need discussions
All my money in the air, and she bussin’
I’m thinkin’ ’bout puttin’ kids in this lil’ ho
I’m already rich, so f**k it
I already hit a mil’, so f**k it
Like, goddamn, I need your number
Where your ni**a at? Shawty, f**k him
Why you at this party anyways if you so damn mad?
Do you say you love him?
F**k that sh*t, you can save my number
And she put some emojis all over her contact, you can call me, it’s nothing
Ride in a new Maybach, and my b*tch too flooded
Goddamn, my b*tch, she flooded
Hold a ni**a down for real, I love her
All of a sudden, b*tches callin’ my number
They ain’t tryna see us happy, I understand, she is not my number one
Don’t let her take you under, ask Shyanne how she got my number
I’m ridin’ in a new G-Wagon, this b*tch too flooded
Big-body Benz, this is not no Hummer
F**k that, ni**as gotta see me comin’
Tell Shyanne to delete my number
Ride in a new Z06 with my left hand thumbin’
Big-body bills, blue strips, all hundreds
Sh*t, like finally, ni**a, I’m stuntin’
Tell them hoes to delete my number
She said, I miss you, lil’ Don, is you coming to my house?
She see I got all these diamonds on me
It ain’t sh*t for me, baby, just fly out
It’s only one thing, I don’t trust none, that’s enough, lil’ baby, get no love
Like, what the f**k did you think, is you drunk, is you f**ked up? Ridin’ around in a Rover, gettin’ f**ked up
Ride in a new Maybach, and my b*tch too flooded
Goddamn, my b*tch so flooded
Hold a ni**a down for real, I love her
And she already know what a ni**a need, we don’t need discussions
All my money in the air, and she bussin’
I’m thinkin’ ’bout puttin’ kids in this lil’ ho
I’m already rich, so f**k it
I already hit a mil’, so f**k it