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Don D.O.L.L.A. (feat. Rexx Life Raj)

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Hey, look, I might pull up flex terracotta.

She wanna ride the broomstick, bitch, Harry Potter.

Young, black, and bossed up, I need eight dollar You get to playin' with my money, that's a scary prollo I think that entrepreneur shit is just in my spirit I watch how niggas get it done and reverse engineered My mama used to shop at Ross and get it off the clearance

But you can never tell now looking at my appearance.

Look how they treat me like the gold.

I'm not the normal one.

I just had to step into it like a Jordan

Drop the band down that maestro Then fly my bitch out to Miami, hit the floor with the sun Look, I made enough money that I wrote a will I ain't got no kids, but I wrote it still My biggest fear is that I die and become a bill Another fear is living life that feel unfulfilled I like my mind still and my water still

All this drip on me like I took water pills, yeah All this drip on me like ain't no water bill, huh, yeah I go through a lecker and be water still, yeah Some of it was luck, but the rest was out the mud My boy, you gotta chill I knew she was real when I chest bumped Dr. Phil Went outside and got my weight up like I body billed Keep acting like I'm not for real, bitch, and I might pull up Flex terracotta She wanna ride the broomstick, bitch, Harry Potter

Young, black, and bossed up, I need eight dollar You get to playin' with my money, that's a scary problem I think that entrepreneur shit is just in my spirit I watch how niggas get it done and reverse engineered My mama used to shop at Ross and get it off the clearance

But you can never tell now, looking at my appearance.

Dollar, can't hustle back.

What's my foot for?

What the best one?

Bought the Lambo, ain't even give it a test run.

They look the part, I fit the part.

My confessions, learn my lessons.

Crazy, I was viewed as less once.

Traveled private in large groups, no entourage.

Long way from pimping, grinding, and homicides.

I played it cut because the cloth a nigga was cut from.

Millionaire, but all my niggas will bust some.

Low fade to the waves on the wave family.

If it happened on my watch, it's to the grave, family If we learned anything, it's getting paid, family

Mom and pop, bruh, it's different how we raise family.

When I bust it down, I cop for Hugh and Dodie, too.

See the ism in my glide like I really do.

Every I wake up chasing Kobe's shoes.

Bring with an E, you play with me.

Then you know I'm full of flex terracotta.

She want to ride the broomstick, bitch, Harry Potter.

Young, black, and bossed up, I need

You get to playin' with my money, that's a scary problem.

I think that entrepreneur shit is just in my spirit.

I watch how niggas get it done and reverse engineer.

My mama used to shop at Ross and get it off the clearance.

But you can never tell now, lookin' at my appearance.