F**k It
Uh-huuuh
Yeah, It's Dolph
You know what I mean nigga?
I don't give a fuck about none of this shit nigga
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 him
I, I just poured a 6 in a 1 liter
And I'm like fuck it
If I let your bitch come get me head
Then that bitch lucky
(What're ya doin')
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 niggas I got 'em don't worry
I fucked up $200,000 on jewelry
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
Fuck that shit
Never was I 'posed to
Make it this far but I made it
Couple millions later
My closest niggas started hating
Momma fucked around
And made a rich crack baby
So to the day I die
She gon' be my first lady
They tried to lock me out
I kicked the door down and I took it
Ain't never sold cocaine
But I'm so street that I can cook it
Before I learned my ABCs
I learned how to hustle
Girl, you just another lost bitch
Out here fucking with these bustards
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 niggas I love them
While they're here don't take them for granted
The realest nigga in this shit right here
Please don't panic
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 him
I, I just poured a 6 in a 1 liter
And I'm like fuck it
If I let your bitch come get me head
Then that bitch lucky
(What're ya doin')
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 niggas I got 'em don't worry
I fucked up $200,000 on jewelry
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
Fuck that shit
I didn't come in this game to
Try to be friends with these rappers
To keep that shit one hundred
My nigga all my homeboys trappers
I made enough cake in the trap
To send my kids to Stanford
Baby Dolph already hustling
And he still in pampers
Record labels wanna sign me
I said let's do it, fuck it
If you ain't talking Ms
Your conversation, you can cut it
Now watching my ring is flooded
All of these bitches they love me
7,000 dollars coat on
High Class Street Nigga thuggin'
Pour up till I can't drink no more
Count paper until I can't no more
I used to have a little love in my heart
For them niggas but I ain't no more
I showed them little niggas
How to dress and what to smoke, yeah that's for sure
Trend setter slash CEO
All my old hoes like where you go?
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 him
I, I just poured a 6 in a 1 liter
And I'm like fuck it
If I let your bitch come get me head
Then that bitch lucky
(What're ya doin')
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 niggas I got 'em don't worry
I fucked up $200,000 on jewelry
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
Fuck that shit