ENEMIES Lyrics – DC The Don

ENEMIES Lyrics – DC The Don from “My Own Worst Enemy” album is the latest English song also produced by Skreer, Malvi, KILLMXTT & Trademark. ENEMIES Lyrics are written by DC The Don.

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ENEMIES Lyrics

When these niggas don’t win, it ain’t beef, it’s just jealousy
Bitch, what the fuck is you telling me?
Red and white diamonds like I’m with confederacy
You already said what? Who said what allegedly?
Just met your bitch, she was fried off the ecstasy
Had to do what I did to return to my legacy
I throw that shit up, lil’ bitch, I rock here
She gon’ bring home that bag, ok bitch, yeah, it better be

Diamonds bite, heavily
Kicked out of school, but dropped thirty in Beverly (Yeah)
I’m with a Latina bitch and an Ebony
Workin’ these bitches, turn her to a felony
Squeezе on the glizzy, lil’ bitch, we got bettеr beams
No homo, but Donny keep two in his Ksubi jeans
No photos, but bitch, I be higher than Billie Jean
Ice out my bitch, I get fried and do bougie things, uh (Go)

Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, uh (Go, go)
Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, bih
Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, bitch
Raf Simon jeans, I’m- go

Lil’ bitch, my range underrated, I fuck around, shoot from the logo
I pull out the “Oh, no”
You niggas impressed, but I think that it’s so-so
Keep that on the lowski
Bitch, I’m a 350 [?] you a Roshi, don’t ever approach me
‘Less you got green, I need benjis for sureski
You not gang, you not slime, you not kin, or my broski
Shoutout to folks, I turn up with my broski
Told the bitch to slide, and turn up, we in [?]
They can’t fit in the back, [?]
Slide through the Hills, they be laughing and [?]
Bitch, don’t put me on Snapchat, I barely be posting
Wolfing, talking my shit, she a ocean

All my bitches got Elsa, my diamonds be frozen (Yeah, yeah)

Diamonds bite, heavily
Kicked out of school, but dropped thirty in Beverly (Yeah)
I’m with a Latina bitch and an Ebony
Workin’ these bitches, turn her to a felony
Squeeze on the glizzy, lil’ bitch, we got better beams (Go)
No homo, but Donny keep two in his Ksubi jeans (Donny)
No photos, but bitch, I be higher than Billie Jean (Donny)
Ice out my bitch, I get fried and do bougie things (Go)

Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, uh (Go, go)
Who got that shit? I be running it up, tell my label I need me a hunnid (Yeah)
Came from having no food in my muhfuckin’ pantry, I knew that I seen this shit coming (Go, woah)
And I be around some dropouts, but they keep it [?], so I know they [?]
Teezo turned off the light, so they can’t see it coming
I look in the mirror to smile at my enemy
I’m tripping off ball like it’s ten of me
147Calboy, niggas, envy me
Like why would I trip? My lil’ bro, he my mini-me
Bitch, I live by that smoke, yeah, I’m damn near a chimney
Got a message, of course, what the fuck they keep sending me?
I don’t do all that talking, get blood on my skinny jeans
Blew off his head ‘fore I went J. F. Kennedy
Fist, wrist, whip like [?]
My bitch got a bag, she look a [?]
Swagger and money, the reason she into me
[?] and a whole lot of synergy
[?] I got a whole lotta weaponry
That lil’ bitch [?], let me show you my specialty
Coke Boy diamonds, Mason Margiela jeans
Fuck with your head, bitch, we serving telepathy

When these niggas don’t win, it ain’t beef, it’s just jealousy
Bitch, what the fuck is you telling me? (I got my-)
Red and white diamonds like I’m with confederacy
You already said what? Who said what allegedly?
Just met your bitch, she was fried off the ecstasy (Go)
Had to do what I did to return to my legacy (Go)
I throw that shit up, lil’ bitch, I rock here
She gon’ bring home that bag, ok bitch, yeah, it better be (Bitch)

Diamonds bite, heavily
Kicked out of school, but dropped thirty in Beverly
I’m with a Latina bitch and an Ebony (Yeah)
Workin’ these bitches, turn her to a felony
Squeeze on the glizzy, lil’ bitch, we got better beams
No homo, but Donny keep two in his Ksubi jeans (Grah, grah, grah, grah)
No photos, but bitch, I be higher than Billie Jean (Yeah)
Ice out my bitch, I get fried and do bougie things (Go)

Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, uh
Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, uh (Go)
Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, uh (Yeah)
Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded (What?)
Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Raf Simon jeans, I’m flooded, bitch (Go)
Raf Simon jeans, I’m- (Go, bih)

Nah, bruh, I’m not gon’ lie my nigga
If he don’t drop the album, we gon’ raid the fucking White House, bruh, ’cause, what’s up, DC?
What even- C’mon, bruh
Nigga, just go- Look, look, look, bro
I’ll- Nigga, I’ll talk to- I’ll talk to the muhfuckin’- I’ll talk to your manager, bro
I’ll even talk to the niggas at Rostrum for you, bro, like c’mon, bro
Like I’ll persuade the niggas at Rostrum to drop the album, bro
Like c’mon, bro, you shouldn’t be holding off doing this album for that long, bro, c’mon my nigga
You got bangers that- You- You got bangers in the vault that you haven’t even released yet, c’mon

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