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(专辑: Rich Slave - 2020)
[Young Dolph:] (Let the
band play) Yeah All I
need is one scale, a
couple bales, came in this shit by myself Dolph, why you fuck his girl? Uh, shit, 'cause I'm a
player Quarterback, no NFL (Ayy), drippy in Chanel (Drippy) Playing hide and go seek in the
mansion with my lil' girl (Aria) Elevator was too crowded, so I
took the
stairs (Woo) The
whole industry was hating, so now I
give 'em hell (Ha) Business man, I
invest a
whole million in the
mail (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah I-I-I treat bitches like some shoes, I
cop 'em by the
pairs (It's Dolph) She like when I
grab her neck and pull her by her hair (It's Dolph) In my city, I'm more important than the
fucking mayor (It's Dolph) Ten years straight, I
set the
prices on the
kush, I
swear (It's Dolph) I
got your bitch looking for Flippa (Where he at?) I
let her ride like a
bicycle (Ah) I
pulled out and bust on her dimples (Ah) Quarter milli' for this Richard (Mille) I
had to run up them digits (Run it up) Niggas know that I'm the
sickest (For real) Bitches know that I'm the
littest Whip my dick out and piss on your feelings (For real) I
heard that lil' nigga from Memphis (Okay) I
heard he used to trap in Fendi (Okay) I
heard he went to jail in a
Bentley (Okay) Straps with me in New York City (Uh) Lil' black nigga with all this fucking paper on me, man What the
fuck they mean, man? I
can't go out like that (Uh), huh, hold up [G Herbo:] Banging L's, swanging scales (What?) Shaking, got residue in my nails (What?) Started getting real money, we busting bales Everybody on the
floor know the
smell, uh Dropped out of high school Had to start bringing my Glock, couldn't show and tell, uh (Pussy) Big bro got life in the
feds Can't talk on the
phone, but he know his will Walked out the
trap with a
big ol' bag 'Til I
pop in the
house, I
was on the
sale (Swerve) We was sinning on Sunday, that bitch in my hand But I'm sinning in my head, know I'm gon' prevail, uh If I
call her house phone, tell her bring that bitch out cocked, then my mama will (Come on) I
was eighteen, my OG seen me hop out the
Benz or a
Bonneville (Bah) I
bought a
mansion, pop in that bitch fresh off a
shootout, I'm hot as hell Shh, you gon' do some time, niggas probably tell Fuck it, this lifestyle, know I
probably will I'm in New York with my nigga Dolph, he rocking wop, but his neck on Gabbana still (Uh) I'm rocking Christian Dior with a
bag full of blues, all black but it's Prada still (Swerve) I'm in the
'Raq, Benihana, don't eat at Hamada See opp, he get probably killed (Swerve) Told lil' bro come out with me in Bally Get out the
'Raq, he might come near, catch a
body still (Shh) I'll pull up on your home in a
Lam' smoking out a
sack Arch her back, disappear, artifact (Skrrt) I
ain't coming with shit but my pipe and a
box of mags Twenty on me, that's my starter pack Getting too much money, we ain't tryna make arch-rivals You know we spark ride (Bah) I
was outside and that's the
reason we won battles Nigga, we weren't part-time Got a
youngin, he only send straight at you (Seen 'em) You ain't never heard that snake rap? (Go get 'em) On a
nigga head, then we just can't catch you Spin twice, mad as fuck, we went straight past you Ever tried to kill a
nigga just 'cause you had to? Leaning up in the
clubhouse like Rascal (Huh?) Everybody rich as fuck, ain't nothing past due I
could go grab a M
from my mama pad too Let me see what you gon' do, we could team-tag two Oh, you ain't with the
shit, have somebody blast you Kel-Tec on my lap, if God bless you, I
tag you Have you filling the
bag with your fast food (Pussy)
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