(Yeah)
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (ooh)
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, \"Dolph, can I hit your blunt?\" Ain't ho (my bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo (geeked up)
Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn (beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga, your mama had a girl when you were born (ha)
I just ordered a fifty, they gon' be here in the mornin' (strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock', can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin' (woo)
Heart of the streets like PJ Buddy, ballin' just like Baby (get your roll on)
Trappin' in Magnolia like Soulja Slim, the streets made me (you heard me)
No Gator mud, I don't drink green, we only pour up purple (Wock' Wock')
Take lil' rainbow dude back to jail and give us C-Murda (yeah)
Gettin' high like three-six but like ballin', G, I might pimp your bitch (SpaceX)
Signed myself, ran up forty million, a bitch can't do it like this (no)
I own all my masters and own all my whips, excuse me, let me take a shit (excuse me)
I like 'em slim and 'em thick, yeah, but they all like me 'cause I'm rich, yeah (who? Me)
Real as get, yeah
She mine, so she forever lit, yeah
Taught her how to hold the stick (thirty)
Pour a four in the six (dirty)
She on her phone, takin' pics (uh)
Us and them don't mix (nah)
Different type on different time
It's the Chrome Hearts with the Ricks (yeah)
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (ooh)
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, \"Dolph, can I hit your blunt?\" Ain't ho (my bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo (geeked up)
Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn (beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga, your mama had a girl when you were born (ha)
I just ordered a fifty, they gon' be here in the mornin' (strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock', can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin' (woo)
Calibrate my scale, I stack them packs on packs on packs, though
First Maybach I got, I usually enter through the backdoor (door)
Yeah, you know my stats on Garvey Road, I had that crack row
I remember me and Dolph at Beni's eating crab rolls
Runnin' up a check (check), Audmars, baguette ('guette)
You ain't rich unless you put your mama on a jet (you talkin' shit now)
Okay, that's a bet (okay), parked it in the street (okay)
Fourteen cars, man, you niggas too weak (yeah)
Foreigns on the bando (bando), no light, just a candle (mm)
Couple drinks, put her in the loop like a sample (ooh)
Napkin on my lap, I'm squeezin' lemon on my lobster (lobster)
I might sip some Wock' tonight, damn, I miss my partner (yeah)
Everywhere I go, it's the same hoes (damn)
Oh, you keep a bad bitch? I keep a bankroll (ooh)
Bitch, talkin' 'bout, "Dolph, can I hit your blunt?" Ain't ho (my bad, baby)
Right now I'm geeked up, baby, like Phabo (geeked up)
Mobbin' in a foreign, I see a hater and honk my horn (beep-beep)
Pussy ass nigga, your mama had a girl when you were born (ha)
I just ordered a fifty, they gon' be here in the mornin' (strong)
Cracked a seal of Wock' Wock', can't stop pourin' and pourin' and pourin' (woo)
(Yeah)
compositores: Adolph Robert Thornton Jr. - Tauheed K. Epps
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