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All I need is one scale, a couple bales, in this shit by myself

Dolph, why you fuck his Uh, shit, 'cause I'm a player
Quarterback, no NFL (Ayy), drippy in (Drippy)
Playin' and go seek in the mansion with my lil' girl (Aria)
Elevator was too crowded, so I took the (Woo)
The whole industry was hatin', so now I 'em hell (Ha)
man, I invest a whole million in the mail (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), (Yeah), yeah
I-I-I treat bitches like shoes,
I cop 'em by the (It's Dolph)
She when I grab her neck and pull her by her hair (It's Dolph)
In my city, I'm more than the fuckin' mayor (It's Dolph)
Ten years straight, I set the prices on the kush, I (It's Dolph)

I got your bitch for Flippa (Where he at?)
I let her ride like a (Ah)
I pulled out and on her dimples (Ah)
milli' for this Richard (Mille)
I had to run up them (Run it up)
Niggas know that I'm the (For real)
Bitches that I'm the littest
Whip my dick out and piss on feelings (For real)
I heard that lil' nigga Memphis (Okay)
I heard he to trap in Fendi (Okay)
I he went to jail in a Bentley (Okay)
Straps with me in New City (Uh)
black nigga with all this fuckin' paper on me, man
What the they mean, man?
I can't go out that (Uh), huh, hold up

L's, swangin' scales (What?)
Shakin', got residue in my (What?)
Started gettin' money, we bustin' bales
Everybody on the know the smell, uh
Dropped out of school
Had to start bringin' my Glock, couldn't and tell, uh (Pussy)
Big bro got in the feds
Can't talk on the phone, but he know his
out the trap with a big ol' bag
'Til I pop in the house, I was on the (Swerve)
We was sinnin' on Sunday, that in my hand
But I'm sinnin' in my head, know I'm prevail, uh
If I her house phone,
Tell her bring that bitch out cocked, then my will (Come on)
I was eighteen, my OG seen me hop out the Benz or a (Bah)

I a mansion,
Pop in that fresh off a shootout, I'm hot as hell
Shh, you gon' do some time, niggas probably
Fuck it, this lifestyle, know I will
I'm in New York with my Dolph,
He wop, but his neck on Gabbana still (Uh)
I'm rockin' Christian with a bag full of
Blues, all black but it's still (Swerve)
I'm in the 'Raq, Benihana, don't eat at
See opp, he get killed (Swerve)
Told bro come out with me in Bally
Get out the 'Raq, he might near, catch a body still (Shh)
I'll pull up on your home in a Lam' smokin' out a
Arch her back, disappear, (Skrrt)
I ain't comin' with shit but my pipe and a box of
on me, that's my starter pack
Gettin' too much money, we tryna make arch-rivals
You we spark ride (Bah)
I was and that's the reason we won battles
Nigga, we part-time

Got a youngin, he send straight at you (Seen 'em)
You ain't never that snake rap? (Go get 'em)
On a nigga head, then we just catch you
Spin twice, mad as fuck, we straight past you
Ever tried to kill a just 'cause you had to?
up in the clubhouse like Rascal (Huh?)
Everybody as fuck, ain't nothin' past due
I go grab a M from my mama pad too
Let me see what you gon' do, we could two
Oh, you ain't with the shit, have blast you
Kel-Tec on my lap, if God you, I tag you
Have you the bag with your fast food (Pussy)