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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Dolph
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.
Songwriter
Hayward Ivy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
DJ Squeeky
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, it's Dolph
You know what I mean, ****?
I don't give a fuck about none of this shit, ****
[Verse 2]
I just pulled up at the car lot, spent a half a mill, like fuck it
Thought he was a real one, but he wasn't, so it's fuck 'em
I, I just poured a six in a one liter, I'm like fuck it
If I let your bitch come give me head, then that bitch lucky (What you doing?)
[Verse 3]
I'm drinking dirty, I'm riding dirty
She got on no panties, but I'm in a hurry
Promethazine with Codeine when I get thirsty
I told all my **** I got 'em, don't worry
I fucked up 200 thousand on jewelry
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
Fuck this shit
[Verse 4]
Never was supposed to make it this far, but I made it
Couple million later, my closest **** started hating (Fuck 'em)
Mama fucked around and made a rich crack baby
So till the day I die, yeah, she gon' be my first lady
They tried to lock me out, I kicked the door down and I took it (Gimme that)
Ain't never sold cocaine, but I'm so street that I can cook it
Before I learned my ABC's, I learned how to hustle
Girl, you just another lost bitch out here fucking with these bustas
Spiked my root beer with the lean and she just took a Xanax
Blame it on the pill while she coming out her panties
Tell all my **** I love 'em while they here, don't take 'em for granted
The realest **** in this shit right here, please don't panic
[Verse 5]
I just pulled up at the car lot, spent a half a mill, like fuck it
Thought he was a real one, but he wasn't, so it's fuck 'em
I, I just poured a six in a one liter, I'm like fuck it
If I let your bitch come give me head, then that bitch lucky (What you doing?)
[Verse 6]
I'm drinking dirty, I'm riding dirty
She got on no panties, but I'm in a hurry
Promethazine with codeine when I get thirsty
I told all my **** I got 'em, don't worry
I fucked up 200 thousand on jewelry
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
Fuck this shit
[Verse 7]
I didn't come in this game to try to be friends with these rappers
To keep that shit one hundred, my ****, all my homeboys trappers
I made enough cake in the trap to send my kids to Stanford
Baby Dolph already a hustler and he still in Pampers
Record labels wanna sign me, I say let's do it, fuck it
If you ain't talking M's, your conversation, you can cut it
My watch and my ring is flooded, yeah, all of these bitches, they love me
Yeah, 7 thousand dollar coat on, high class street **** thugging
Yeah, pour until I can't drink no more, count paper till I can't no more
I used to have a little love in my heart for them ****, but it ain't no more
I showed them little **** how to dress and what to smoke, yeah, that's for sure
Trend setter slash CEO, all my old hoes like, where he go?
[Verse 8]
I just pulled up at the car lot, spent a half a mill, like fuck it
Thought he was a real one, but he wasn't, so it's fuck 'em
I, I just poured a six in a one liter, I'm like fuck it
If I let your bitch come give me head, then that bitch lucky (What you doing?)
[Verse 9]
I'm drinking dirty, I'm riding dirty
She got on no panties, but I'm in a hurry
Promethazine with codeine when I get thirsty
I told all my **** I got 'em, don't worry
I fucked up 200 thousand on jewelry
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
Fuck this shit
Written by: Adolph Thornton, Jr., Hayward Ivy