Top Songs By DCG BROTHERS
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DCG BROTHERS
Vocals
DCG Shun
Performer
DCG Bsavv
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Archie Hayes
Songwriter
Arshun Hayes
Songwriter
Chris Jones
Songwriter
Christopher Mckibbins
Songwriter
Ethan Jamil Duncan
Songwriter
Julius Riveria III
Songwriter
Morris Jones
Songwriter
Timothy McKibbins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Rowland
Mastering Engineer
Anthony "Keys" Villena
Mixing Engineer
B100
Producer
Ritchie
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Okay, uh-huh
Okay (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
Okay
Ritchie
B100 (Grrt, grrt)
[Chorus]
New designer fee (Fee), she wanna ride the D (Okay)
.40'll put 'em to sleep (To sleep), baddie, I'll turn her a freak (A Freak)
Hop out, red bottom, blood stains on the street (Street)
Double color Patek, pack as strong as Hercules (Grrt)
Feel like Master P, hater watchin' me (A chief)
Best friend be my Glock, ho, don't make me up my heat (My heat)
F and N and .223 don't make me up this heat (This heat, brrt)
I keep that on me (Uh-huh, yeah), and that's on me (Hello?)
[Verse 1]
He thinkin' I'm rusty 'cause I just moved out OT (Okay)
We bought all the Glocks, ain't shit like that gon' be low-key
I go on a hit, I might hit three (Three, three)
I still got luck from hoppin' out Jeeps (Jeep, Jeep)
I really rap fast or slow on beats (Beats, eats)
Honestly **** ain't fuckin with me
I came home and said my grace
I got out of jail but didn't beat case
I'm really wired up, I'm drunk in a Tay
I'm out in New York, I'm droppin' the rakes, uh
She wanna ride my face
Bitches be dumb, she must be laced
I be with Keef like my name Tay
And I got drums just like it's bass
Rappin' on beats, I'm keepin' the pace
Walkin' on opps, I'm takin a Drac'
I was a child, now I got a place
Mommy, yo son doin' good today (Doin' good), huh
I made it out that chase
I'm playin' with the gas, I play with the brakes (Skrrt)
Was almost caught, but shit ain't shake
And I was too G for all that fakin', bitch
[Chorus]
New designer fee (Fee), she wanna ride the D (Okay)
.40'll put 'em to sleep (To sleep), baddie, I'll turn her a freak (A Freak)
Hop out, red bottom, blood stains on the street (Street)
Double color Patek, pack as strong as Hercules (Grrt)
Feel like Master P, hater watchin' me (A chief)
Best friend be my Glock, ho, don't make me up my heat (My heat)
F and N and .223 don't make me up this heat (This heat, brrt)
I keep that on me (Uh-huh, yeah), and that's on me
[Verse 2]
I wear white G Fazo's and these bitches don't crease
Shun got a Drac', disturbing the peace (Okay)
I'm in Georgia, who got a peach? Uh
I think you need a seat
This shit ain't free and it ain't cheap (Cheap)
Runnin' that pussy, I need a cleat (Okay)
I got a few songs that I might leak (Lets go)
I don't get high, then I might tweak
I told Spank, tax 'em for his beat (Beat)
I pick a bitch, and fly her OT (T)
I bought her for me and Uncle Lee (Lee)
I still got hard, but I got D
Bitch, we got soft, white leaf (White leaf)
Bitch, I'm a shark, king sea (King sea)
We take the dub off you, E (You, E)
You keep on talkin', bitch, I got to go (I gotta go)
I left my feelings when I hit the door
See I ain't gon' lie, my baby the dope (The dope)
I rap, eat, sleep and smoke
I get a lil' high and think about Choke
One of them ****, they givin' out smoke (Okay)
One of them ****, they'll knock at your door
Bitch, I ain't gon' lie, they show 'em the floor
[Chorus]
New designer fee (Fee), she wanna ride the D (Okay)
.40'll put 'em to sleep (To sleep), baddie, I'll turn her a freak (A Freak)
Hop out, red bottom, blood stains on the street (Street)
Double color Patek, pack as strong as Hercules (Grrt)
Feel like Master P, hater watchin' me (A chief)
Best friend be my Glock, ho, don't make me up my heat (My heat)
F and N and .223 don't make me up this heat (This heat, brrt)
I keep that on me (Uh-huh, yeah), and that's on me
Written by: Archie Hayes, Arshun Hayes, Chris Jones, Christopher Mckibbins, Ethan Jamil Duncan, Julius Riveria III, Morris Jones, Timothy McKibbins