FOUND YOU

[Intro: DC The Don & Stephen Sanchez]
(Georgia)
(Wrap me up in all your— I want ya)
(In my arms, oh, let me hold ya)
Get the back-end after the back end then I backed out
In a fast car, they gon' scream my name when I back out
Gettin' high as fuck so I been feelin' too blacked out
Now, I'm out of state with my ho', blowin' her back out (Back out)
Fall in love (Fall in love and until I found her)
Yeah (I said, "I would never fall unless it's you I fall into”)
Woah (I was lost within the darkness, but then I found her)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (I found you)
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus: DC The Don]
At the interstate I'm like, "Woah, woah, woah" (Ooh, ooh)
Okay, that shit could spin
Why thе fuck these niggas starin'?
Ride around in this bitch, McLarеn
Drop-top in my coupe, McLaren
Fuck it, leave them niggas starin'
Lights go up (Like, ooh, ooh)
That's a ice box for my wrist (Wrist), wrist
That's a forty dropped for my wrist

[Verse: DC The Don]
Put some Chrome Heart on my niggas
Alexander Wang on my bitch (Bitch)
And I need her back like, woah-oah
All she ever wanted was a ring, but I bought a watch and it's too froze (Ohh)
Start playin', takin' every shot now 'cause it feel like I cannot miss (Say that shit)
It took a fuckin' long time 'fore a nigga feelin' like this (Woah, woah)
Hangin' by a fuckin' thread and I'm scared to cut this shit loose (Oh, oh, oh)
That's why I'm always in the air, no more savage, no more bad news

[Chorus: DC The Don]
At the interstate I'm like, "Woah, woah, woah" (Ooh, ooh)
Okay, that shit could spin
Why the fuck these niggas starin'?
Ride around in this bitch, McLaren (Reow)
Drop-top in my coupe, McLaren (Woah)
She don't like them niggas wearin' (Woah)
Lights go up (Like, woo, ooh)
That's a ice box for my wrist (Wrist), wrist
That's a forty dropped for my wrist (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus: DC The Don]
These some Rick boots, they not kicks
Put it with the Off-White, bitch (Ooh)
Put it with the Cartier, woah (Woah)
And my shit lookin' like a Transformer (Woah) pull up in a autobot, woah (Woah)
I'm all in

[Bridge: DC The Don]
Get the back-end after the back end then I backed out (Fallin')
In a fast car, they gon' scream my name when I back out (I'm all in, yeah)
Gettin' high as fuck so I been feelin' too blacked out (I'm all in)
And I'm out of state with my ho—

[Chorus: DC The Don]
At the interstate I'm like, "Woah, woah, woah" (Ooh, ooh)
Okay, that shit could spin
Why the fuck these niggas starin'?
Ride around in this bitch, McLaren (Reow)
Drop-top in my coupe, McLaren (Reow)
She don't like them niggas wearin' (Woah)
Let's go up (Like, ooh, ooh)
That's a ice box for my wrist (Wrist), wrist (Yeah)
That's a forty dropped for my wrist

[Post-Chorus: DC The Don]
These some Rick boots, they not kicks (Woah)
Put it with the Off-White, bitch (Bitch)
Put it with the Cartier, woah (What)
Now my shit lookin like a Transformer, pull up in a autobot, woah
I'm all in