Top Songs By David Dilin
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Dillon
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Lee
Songwriter
David Dillon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jason Lee
Producer
Lyrics
I just lit my auntie for her birthday!
I just lit my cousin for nothin' (yeah)
I might lit my brother for Christmas (yeah)
Man, it feel good to be givin' (feels good)
Man, it feel good to be Christian (feels good)
When my day start gotta thank God or I wouldn't be livin' (Thank you, Jesus)
Touch J I'll be livid
And that goes for any J
J Reed, J Marie, Jason Lee
Or any J that’s a Dilin
Try to paint me a villain. That’s a lie, I said it
I got the cream, no I got the cheese, no
I got the cream cheese, ‘cause I spread it
(ha ha ha)
I ain’t tryna be next up,
I’m just tryna stack my bread up,
Show you how to get ya check up
Yessuh
I was 24 with like 7 streams of income
That’s 24/7 'round the clock, you should get one.
Reaching out my hands yeah the kid’s just
Tryna touch some hearts with the money.
You got bread, I got dim sum.
Why you lookin at me like you seen you something?
Can’t a black man ball? Shut it down at the mall?
(Shut it- shut it- shut it down)
Why you lookin at me like you seen you something?
Can’t a black man spend? Put it down for his kin?
(Put it- Put it- Put it down)
Yeah. Let’s go hit the Bahamas
With my friends and lil' mama
I won’t miss none the drama
Nah, Nah, ‘cause I ain’t in the mood
I’mma take us a cruise,
Spend some paper on you.
Yeah. Let’s go hit the Bahamas
With my fam and lil' mama
I won’t miss none the drama
Nah nah, ‘cause I ain’t in the mood
I’mma take us a cruise,
Spend some paper on you.
Touch your neighbor, ask ‘em whatcha need? (Whatcha need, baby?)
I just bought a house, tryna do a deed
I’m buyin’ groceries, get like 2 or 3 (or 4 or 5)
Help you cross the street, get back on your feet (you know, alright)
It’s to you from me. Don’t think twice ‘bout it.
It’s the youth in me, I'm tryna cash out (Brrr brrr)
It’s a Cold Situation at the lighthouse
That’s why my house way more wavy than yo' man’s house.
I used to blurb tweets for some handouts.
Now like worksheets, I’m givin’ handouts.
And that’s church service, lip service, room service.
And when loose lips sink ships, they do surface.
(Look) I’m just livin' for today
(Look) Think about it
(Look) I should give it all away
(Look) Here’s my wallet
(Look) If I ever pass away,
(Look) Sing About Me
(Look) I’m so stable got you shook
(Look)
Excuse me, Pardon me
Why you lookin at me like you seen you something?
Can’t a black man ball? Shut it down at the mall?
(Shut it- shut it- shut it down)
Why you lookin at me like you seen you something?
Can’t a black man spend? Put it down for his kin?
(Put it- Put it- Put it down)
Yeah. Let’s go hit the Bahamas
With my friends and lil' mama
I won’t miss none the drama
Nah Nah, ‘Cause I ain’t in the mood
I’mma take us a cruise
Spend some paper on you.
Yeah. Let’s go hit the Bahamas
With my fam and lil' mama
I won’t miss none the drama
Nah Nah, ‘Cause I ain’t in the mood
I’mma take us a cruise
Spend some paper for your birthday! (Ooo-oo)
Written by: David Dillon, Jason Lee