Dolly Party Lyrics

I-I-I say on the beat

If it ain't making money then it ain't making sense

Got an AP on my wrist and a rollie on the left

Bad bitch with me, call her dolly party

I ain't here to party, pulling up is nasty

With them big foreign, talking bout Rari's

Late night racing, only with my real G's

No fugazy, everything sparkling

Damn, all the hustle that I did, I did it for the fam

Know I had to make it, out I had to make a plan

Phony niggas on the gram, talking bout my man

Oh shit, that ain't real, the same niggas I grew up with

The same niggas I'm with, on the road to the paper

Making money, fuck your bitch, taking pills

But I quit smoking weed, yes indeed, yeah

I'm a thug and I got it out the mud

With my squad, no complain, got a dog

But I don't fuck with all this clubs

Damn, bitch I'm too straight

When I talk real talk, only real relate

AMA ball bitch, I ball like the NBA

Cartier on my face, make me see the snake

If you talking bout some money, that's a clean slate

Hit the lake many times before we jubilate

Dead faces in the case, I don't know their names

I want the money, not the fame, I just love the game

If it ain't making money then it ain't making sense

Got an AP on my wrist, and a Rollie on the left

Bad bitch with me, call her dolly party

I ain't here to party, pulling up is nasty

With them big foreigns, talking bout Rari's

Late night racing, only with my real g's

No fugazy, everything sparkling

Damn, all the hustle that I did, I did it for the

It's only foreign when we roll out the lot

Midnight, time to play, real niggas come out

Made a treasure out of trash, now these niggas mad

No debt on my name, this shit's only fast

Where's your flag if you went and done a mass attack

These niggas mad, they ain't getting any fucking bag

Back to back, G-Foreigns causing couple bands

Break the bank, me and my niggas now we living large

They kill, bill, and flee, school fees and more Philly

Watched a kit when I was kid, family, all we need

Don't kill your kin for money, it's a war

We gotta fight to survive, you gotta strive

Be alive, keep going, see the light, no denying

Ain't gonna lie, all this money make me smile

Goyard bag, I'm looking fly

Bad bitch with me, wanna ride me like a bike

Told her, up inside the G's, so we took another ride

If they ain't making money, then it ain't making sense

Got an AP on my wrist, and a Rollie on the left

Bad bitch with me, call her Dolly party

I ain't here to party, pulling up is nasty

With them big foreigns, talking about Rari's

Late night racing, only with my real G's

No fugazy, everything sparkling

Damn, all the hustle that I did, I did it for fam

If they ain't making money, then they ain't making sense

Got an AP on my wrist, and a Rollie on the left

Bad bitch with me, call a Dolly party

I ain't here to party