(Let the BandPlay)

Six trucks, two drop tops, three coupes

Two four doors, three old schools

Hmm, and a whole lotta other s**t I can't think of right now

'Cause I'm high as f**k, PaperRoute Frank

Big boss, CEO, on that Suge s**t (it's Dolph)

I smoked a kilo, back to back, on that Snoop s**t (strong)

On that Dr. Dre shit, I'm still ruthless (woo)

Thug Life, out 'lone, on that Pac s**t

Pull the trigger, let it sing, I'm on that clock s**t (for real though)

I'm aimin' for your top, b**h (for real though)

Take them heels off before you jump up in this drop, b**h

She ask how much cost syrup in my cup, that's a lot b**h (uh)

Ain't no more purple so I'm drinkin' yellow snot b**h ('tussin)

Got some choppers, got a plug, then I got rich (for real though)

Cashed out on three Lamborghinis, just to pop s**t (for real though)

I brought the millions to the circle, n**a, mob s**t (ayy, ayy)

I pray to God my son don't get cursed for some s**t I did (please)

I hit 'em in the chest and tell 'em that the world his

I put it all on the line, 'cause I'm a gambler, n**a (yeah, yeah)

Just bought my brother a motherfuckin' Phantom, lil' n**a (yeah, yeah)

I kidnapped this b**h, she let her phone stay dead for three days (damn)

I just poured a eight of Wock' Wock' in a pitcher of Kool-Aid (woo)

My barber get a hundo every time I get a new fade

Blue Aventador, blue diamonds at the Blue Flame

Big boss, CEO, on that Suge s**t (it's Dolph)

I smoked a kilo back to back, on that Snoop s**t (strong)

On that Dr. Dre shit, I'm still ruthless (woo)

Thug Life, out 'lone, on that Pac s**t

Pull the trigger, let it sing, I'm on that clock s**t (for real though)

I'm aimin' for your top, b**h (for real though)

Take them heels off before you jump up in this drop, b**h

She ask how much cost syrup in my cup, that's a lot b**h (damn, this drink raw)

Pour it 'til it's dirty (dirty)

My Glock got a thirty (extendo)

Family know I'ma get this money, they ain't gotta worry (uh-uh)

Forgis when I'm swervin' (whoa)

Wock', Wock' when I'm thirsty (Wock', Wock')

I'ma count paper when the birds start chirpin' (trap)

Ten karats solitaires, got my ears hurtin' (rocks)

I could never ever chase a b**h, it's not worth it

The realest m**a I know is me but I ain't perfect

Roll past my ex b**h house flexin' on purpose (haha)

You look good but your baby daddy broke, b**h (yeah, yeah)

In the trap they love me like the pope, b**h (yeah, yeah)

Might as well go hang yourself with a rope, b**h (yeah)

They call me Dr. G.O.A.T., b**h

Big boss, CEO, on that Suge s**t (it's Dolph)

I smoked a kilo back to back, on that Snoop s**t (strong)

On that Dr. Dre shit, I'm still ruthless (woo)

Thug Life, out 'lone, on that Pac s**t

Pull the trigger, let it sing, I'm on that clock s**t (for real though)

I'm aimin' for your top, b**h (for real though)

Take them heels off before you jump up in this drop, b**h

She ask how much cost syrup in my cup, that's a lot b**h (that's a lot b**h)