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Don't Don't Don't Video (MV)




Performed By: Willy Cardiac
Language: English
Length: 1:57
Written by: Wilson Mungwira




Willy Cardiac - Don't Don't Don't Lyrics




Don't Don't Don't
Don't Flex up I'm your idol
Don't Don't Don't
Don't run up you might die son
Don't Don't Don't
Don't call me on my iPhone
I Don't f*ck with you niggas
You some pythons

Ey, you flexed up
Now you own a Tesla
You, you flexed up
Now you on the guest list
Ey, you flexed up
Now you own a Tesla
You, you flexed up
Now you on the guest list

Yea I'm flexed up
Move like I'm from Britain
I Don't F*ck with these bitches
They So sicky need vexins
They need like 40 000
Just to book me for a show now
You need like 200
Just to get me on Facetime
I pulled up to the function
Hit your bitch
Now she on my breakfast list
Eating on her tits
Need a toothpick
Saw my shit
Now you need like 2 pics
For that fame shit
I don't f*ck with nobody
Feel like an orphan
I'm gone!
Popped an x ey
I don't call my ex ey
Now she blow my phone yuh
Hit her with a decline
Used to curve me up on Insta
Now she on my dick yuh
I flexed on these niggas
Now I'm flexing on my idols

Don't Don't Don't
Don't Flex up I'm your idol
Don't Don't Don't
Don't run up you might die son
Don't Don't Don't
Don't call me on my iPhone
I Don't f*ck with you niggas
You some pythons

Ey, you flexed up
Now you own a Tesla
You, you flexed up
Now you on the guest list
You, you flexed up
Now you own a Tesla
You, you flexed up
Now you on the guest list
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Don't Don't Don't
Don't Flex up I'm your idol
Don't Don't Don't
Don't run up you might die son
Don't Don't Don't
Don't call me on my iPhone
I Don't f*ck with you niggas
You some pythons

Ey, you flexed up
Now you own a Tesla
You, you flexed up
Now you on the guest list
Ey, you flexed up
Now you own a Tesla
You, you flexed up
Now you on the guest list

Yea I'm flexed up
Move like I'm from Britain
I Don't F*ck with these bitches
They So sicky need vexins
They need like 40 000
Just to book me for a show now
You need like 200
Just to get me on Facetime
I pulled up to the function
Hit your bitch
Now she on my breakfast list
Eating on her tits
Need a toothpick
Saw my shit
Now you need like 2 pics
For that fame shit
I don't f*ck with nobody
Feel like an orphan
I'm gone!
Popped an x ey
I don't call my ex ey
Now she blow my phone yuh
Hit her with a decline
Used to curve me up on Insta
Now she on my dick yuh
I flexed on these niggas
Now I'm flexing on my idols

Don't Don't Don't
Don't Flex up I'm your idol
Don't Don't Don't
Don't run up you might die son
Don't Don't Don't
Don't call me on my iPhone
I Don't f*ck with you niggas
You some pythons

Ey, you flexed up
Now you own a Tesla
You, you flexed up
Now you on the guest list
You, you flexed up
Now you own a Tesla
You, you flexed up
Now you on the guest list
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Writer: Wilson Mungwira
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