Bottom Dolla Lyrics

Jack out the box I'ma pop your shit

Hanging out the window ain't no joker shit

Nite nite

Business with the personal the pots don't mix

Insider trading so the stock won't hit

Stick out the box money knots so thick

Land of the drugs where the cops gon trip

Dancing all night shorty drop those hips

She come back over damn you dropped your wig

Think I want your girl so you plot so quick

Heard you gonna shoot we gon block your shit

Cameras on us now but it's not focused

Catch you in the dark now you not so lit

Dollars from the bottom things I can't fix

Adaptive lifestyle yeah place y'all bid

Defining moments have your mama's face so sick

Promise you now you will not be missed

If we catch wind of it yeah your thoughts gon drift

You fucking with some niggas that's not average

Party like I beat the charge it got dismissed

Looking too clean we will mop your shit

I'm the cheat code to unlock this bitch

On my bottom dollar how she got so thick

Jack out the box I'ma pop your shit

Hanging out the window ain't no joker shit

Bet your bottom dollar load up lock your lips

Bet your bottom dollar we do not forget

Dollars from the bottom can't cop no shit

Dollars from the bottom we shop take trips

Dollars from the bottom this is not your bitch

Bet your bottom dollar better stop your shit

Mama stay proud of me

Dad's in the cloud with me

Teachers still doubted me

Expelled and they outed me

Please don't get loud with me

They run in a house for me

Surrender dirt that they think that they got on me

Talk behind curtains you do it so cowardly

Dead prezzys moving we do it so silently

Fresh out the shower don't throw in no towel for me

I'll risk it all like Mike kids off the balcony

Drug dealer anonymous strong

Living autonomous long

I done jumped out of it

Never been proud of it

Selling that product too calm

I've been a fatherless son

Look at the pain I took on

Don't believe in a lot of shit

Dollars with scholarships

Pledge to get lots of it

Streets is some politics

Now the prison my city a zoo

Turning boys into men like the group

Higher dollars will silence the

Word to 50 stars ready to

My son still counting on me

So send me no rapid relief

I'm armed and asking for peace

So stand your ground for your beliefs

Just thinking for others not me

My dollars from bottom cause grief

New blues make old faces green

Business with the personal the pots don't mix

Insider trading so the stock won't hit

Stick out the box money knots so thick

Land of the drugs where the cops gon trip

Dancing all night shorty drop those hips

She come back over damn you dropped your wig

Think I want your girl so you plot so quick

Heard you gonna shoot we gon block your shit

Cameras on us now but it's not focused

Catch you in the dark now you not so lit

Dollars from the bottom things I can't fix

Adaptive lifestyle yeah place y'all bid

Defining moments have your mama's face so sick

Promise you now you will not be missed

If we catch wind of it yeah your thoughts gon drift

You fucking with some niggas that's not average

Party like I beat the charge it got dismissed

Looking too clean we will mop your shit

I'm the cheat code to unlock this bitch

On my bottom dollar how she got so thick

Jack out the box I'ma pop your shit

Hanging out the window ain't no joker shit

Bet your bottom dollar load up lock your lips

Bet your bottom dollar we do not forget

Dollars from the bottom can't cop no shit

Dollars from the bottom we shop take trips

Dollars from the bottom this is not your bitch

Bet your bottom dollar better stop your shit