(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)
