(It's Dolph) I don't get mad, I just get paid Smelling like a pound, Walking in the bank I been smoking weed (Since when) Before the fifth grade This a man's world, Bitch stay in your place Shitting on your favorite rapper, Did it by mistake Went and got a mansion, Went and got a maid Naw I ain't got a deal, But I got a Wraith I call my clientele, I'm sorry for the wait All these pounds in my traphouse, Feel like I'm out of shape These bitches love me man, I'm drinking muddy man Drop a four in a ginger ale, It tastes like bubbly man Young nigga hit a lick now you can't tell me nothing man Pulled up in a Porsche, Pulled off in a Wraith Pulled up in a Porsche, Pulled off in a Wraith Pulled up in a Porsche, Pulled off in a Wraith I saw my old bitch yesterday, You should've seen her face Pulled up in a Porsche, Pulled off in a Wraith Pulled up in a Porsche, Pulled off in a Wraith Pulled up in a Porsche, Pulled off in a Wraith I saw my old bitch yesterday, You should've seen her face Pulled up in a Porsche, that bitch too anemic Got that Rolls Royce, that bitch too conceited Then I got them feet, had to get a pedi Bought Keisha the Audi, you other niggas petty Bet you ain't got more money than harmony in heaven Flat black Chevy, flat black MAC 11 I'm rolling up by the pound, you rolling up by the seven Walk in the room with the black and white fur, that bitch that look like a panda I put the slang in the gram, I just might loan your fam I do this shit for Atlanta, shoot that bitch up with a cannon All that I want is some Act, whip that shit up with a Fanta Niggas don't know how to act, when I pull up bitches pull out the cameras Pulled up in that 9 11, pulled off in a Wraith This my second one this year, it still got paper plates I'm laughing out the [?] the way I'm laughing to the bank, ha ha All you niggas standing in line, you need more food to fill my plate Swear you pussy niggas sweeter than some crème brulee I got niggas in the kitchen that'll razorblade your face I'm frying chicken in my fucking Wraith, ghetto nigga Eating Dodger's chicken in my fucking Wraith, what can I say Greasy fingers, spill some hot sauce on that leather suede ceiling Barbeque interior, collard green exterior All these cars outside I can't decide which one to drive And all these hoes outside I can't decide which one I want inside

Somebody give me a lighter Yeah, uh-huh I'm in the hot tub smokin' with my feet up (dope boy) Cut off them fake niggas and told 'em I don't need 'em (fuck 'em all) I bow my head and say a prayer before I re-up (ayy man) I got five ounces of drank in my one liter (hey, hey!) Play with fire and get your ass burnt like Ether (woo) Pass me that fire, so I can light this reefer (uh-huh) In the coupe at the red light, smokin' like it's legal (fuck that shit) In the coupe at the red light, smokin' like it's legal (it's Dolph) I'm in somethin' fast doin' donuts in this bitch My bitches bad, and you know I like 'em thick I just came to drop some swag, then I dip I'm still smokin' out the bag, that's how I live My last name shoulda been Banks like Uncle Phil My pinky ring match the watch, the watch match my ears I'm pourin' up Promethazine on the Leer All-all that ass over there? Tell 'em I'ma come here Alexander McQueen, the girl got a big blunt kush behind my ear I can't relate to the fake, most of these niggas snakes I'm only smokin' on gelatto because I love how it tastes A hundred thou' around my neck so that .40 on my waist I'm in the hot tub smokin' with my feet up (dope boy) Cut off them fake niggas and told 'em I don't need 'em (fuck 'em all) I bow my head and say a prayer before I re-up (ayy man) I got five ounces of drank in my one liter (hey, hey!) Play with fire and get your ass burnt like Ether (woo) Pass me that fire, so I can light this reefer (uh-huh) In the coupe at the red light, smokin' like it's legal (fuck that shit) In the coupe at the red light, smokin' like it's legal (whoa, whoa, whoa) Roll it up and light it, did all that while I'm drivin' To these bitches I'm a dog, in the trap I'm a savage Bought another foreign and took it to go get matted Just met her yesterday and she callin' me baby daddy I'm on Codeine, she drinkin' raw I just went and bought another charm And another watch for my other arm I got pussy niggas out here prayin' for my downfall All this ice on me got me shinin' like Armorall Hall of Famer in the trap, got my plaque on the wall Everybody with you a pussy, I don't fuck with none of y'all I-I-I just spent a thousand dollars on designer draws I don't stop for the police, nigga fuck the laws Nigga fuck the law I'm in the hot tub smokin' with my feet up (dope boy) Cut off them fake niggas and told 'em I don't need 'em (fuck 'em all) I bow my head and say a prayer before I re-up (ayy man) I got five ounces of drank in my one liter (hey, hey!) Play with fire and get your ass burnt like Ether (woo) Pass me that fire, so I can light this reefer (uh-huh) In the coupe at the red light, smokin' like it's legal (fuck that shit) In the coupe at the red light, smokin' like it's legal

Ayy, yo, Bandplay Uh, uh Uh (let the Band play), uh Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up) We was down for so long, didn't have no choice but to go up (go up) Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up Pour up, pour up, pour up (pour up) Spendin' racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin' her glow up (woo) Rich nigga still in the neighborhood store eatin' cold cuts (yeah) Street nigga, bitch, I'm in the Bentley doin' donuts (yeah) Taught myself how to get millions, ain't nobody show us (it's Dolph) Front my young nigga 50 'bows told him, "Lil' nigga, grow up" (it's Dolph) Uncle Vic told me, "Stay down with this shit 'til it blow up" (I got you) Smokin' on some shit you not, got Wock-Wock in my soda (dirty) Used to sign for the packs now I sign T-shirts and posters (it's Dolph) Drop 500 racks to drop the top on that new Rolls truck (woo, uh) Balenciaga the drip (it's Dolph) First class, Dubai, take a trip (it's Dolph) Spend a little bit, stack all the chips (stack it up) I walk in Margiela and go crazy (woo) Can't get money with me, you too lazy (uh-uh) One thing I ain't never did was Never, ever, ever let a bitch play me (hell nah, sorry) I-I-I-I put it down in the city, now I'm up, nigga (hey) I used to eat a hundred P's just for lunch, nigga (woo) I got fuck niggas recruitin' other fuck niggas Hustle hard, ain't no such thing as luck, nigga Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up) We was down for so long, didn't have no choice but to go up (go up) Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up Pour up, pour up, pour up (pour up) Spendin' racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin' her glow up (woo) Rich nigga still in the neighborhood store eatin' cold cuts (yeah) Street nigga, bitch, I'm in the Bentley doin' donuts (yeah) Taught myself how to get millions, ain't nobody show us (it's Dolph) Front my young nigga 50 'bows told him, "Lil' nigga, grow up" (it's Dolph) Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up) I just poured an eight of codeine in a Coca-Cola (raw) I make it look too easy, I carry my whole hood on my shoulders (damn) If money not in the equation, please do not approach us (swear to God) Cut my day-one nigga off because of jealousy (damn) Every day, I'ma get fresh and pour up medicine (dirty) Poured too much syrup by mistake because I'm heavy-handed Bitch, I'm the plug best friend, you just a middleman (ayy, fuck them niggas) I don't fuck with them niggas, I'm cut from a different cloth (yeah, yeah) Ask your CEO and your rap friends why they hate Dolph (ha) Rich nigga how I pop it on 'em (pop it) The top come off, so I dropped it on 'em Paid 30K over sticker price, I had to cop it on 'em (woo) Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up) We was down for so long, didn't have no choice but to go up (go up) Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up Pour up, pour up, pour up (pour up) Spendin' racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin' her glow up (woo) Rich nigga still in the neighborhood store eatin' cold cuts (yeah) Street nigga, bitch, I'm in the Bentley doin' donuts (yeah) Taught myself how to get millions, ain't nobody show us (it's Dolph) Front my young nigga 50 'bows told him, "Lil' nigga, grow up" (it's Dolph) Yeah Ayy, I remember my mom and dad was livin' in a one-room shack Nowadays, I wake up in a mansion Huh I remember my mom and dad didn't even have a car I don't wanna get started to nowadays, man, huh Ayy, man, half of that shit out there in my driveway I can't even spell that shit, man On God Huh It's Dolph! (it's Dolph! It's Dolph!) (It's Dolph! It's Dolph! It's Dolph!) (It's Dolph! It's Dolph! It's Dolph!) (It's Dolph! It's Dolph! It's Dolph!) (Paper Route Business)

Quit bitchin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit complainin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit cryin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit bitchin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up You can't kick it with me if you ain't a hustla You can't smoke out with me, I heard you a busta You lie too much so I can't trust ya You hangin' with some fuck niggas, so It's motherfuck ya, aye I told my niggas we was gon' get rich together I told momma "momma we gon' be rich forever" I can't fuck with a nigga that don't want shit She get her own money, damn that's my counter bitch The plug prices was too high so I crossed the map He saw me flexin' now he lookin' awful now Quit bitchin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit complainin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit cryin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit bitchin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up While you was at the house with the bitch cuddled up I was on the block in the trap running it up I can't chase a bitch, I'm chasing commas bruh Real niggas see eye to eye and you not one of us Real niggas we don't make excuses They say flipper he ain't too hard, he abusive When it comes to the trap shit, I just do it Million dollar play, watch me execute it I can't sleep for too long, I might miss some Trap phone start jumpin' bout six some Quit bitchin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit complainin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit cryin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up Quit bitchin' nigga, run it up Run it up, run it up

Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter o I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous Fuck fame, strippers love me... Back to work nigga! I know y'all niggas miss this shit! Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter o I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous Fuck fame, strippers love me ad infinite Fuck no, I ain't working for the minimum I'm going in, every weekend is a cinema So get a coke, hot dog and some candy bars I'm from the 6 but my dick dunn been in movie stars I'm so high right now I want a? Let everybody in free I'm bringing all my cars And I don't wanna be locked up, hell no! But we got weight so? Excuse me for being gangsta, I'm crazy I couldn't have been a sissy Mama wouldn't have fed me I'm all-red and my beemer confetti I'm? 18 with the chevy I'm deadlift with a tool like freddy Not jackson, kruger, you smell me? And no push ups, just kush up No lay-ups, just? E a g a got bakers Eastside, can I roll through decatur I'm going hard for the squad I'm the major Anything move here, Gucci get paper