Solo Dolo Lyrics

This is my birthday song, I trapped to this and I fucked your hoe

You know the vibes

Richieee

This is my birthday song, I trapped to this and I fucked your hoe

Fucked around, made it on my own, 420 My Cologne

Red eyes and I say fuck the cops

Pass me a blunt, Swishers burning to the dome

Niggas asking weird shit like have you sold your soul

Cuz I'm paper stacking, on the chase for more

Y'all too friendly, that's why I don't fuck with y'all

When I scroll down my pictures, I see some Opps

It don't get to me, fuck that plate

I want the recipe, I'm the best advice I can get to me

Fuck selling dope, I'ma sell some hoes

Fuck up my attitude, put you on a shirt

Rest in peace is what on Facebook I read

Now your bitch on the fucking late night text

Sending nudes , smoke me on, & come fuck my brain

I did that , been there, then I moved on

I got trust issues, I cannot trust these hoes

Fucked her once, now she speaking my lingo tho

Hottest nigga out the mud, some tapatio

Different breed nigga, all you niggas are my e-hoes

Fuck a degree, I want rap deals

Ah, fuck a degree, I want rap deals

Ah, fuck a degree, I want rap deals

Ah, fuck a degree, I want rap deals

Ah, fuck a degree, I need rap deals

Ah, fuck a degree, I need rap deals

Ah, fuck a degree, I need rap deals

Ah, got pedigree for these badass bitches

Ahh

I'm Alpacino, when I trap

My whip don't got a key, huh

I just pushed a start, yeah

Never been a star, yeah

I crashed on Earth, I been from Mars

Trapped in the Hollyhood of making money bags

Take his money back, internet scam

I smoke solo dolo, I don't need a match

I smoke to reminisce, I don't get high,

Take a risk and prosper, it's all I ever got

They be hating on me, they be switching up

I've been staying focused and cold

Pushing weight in the summer, pushing weight in the snow

Hot boy in the cut, but it will never be cut

I've been breaking bad, tell I see no more

And you moving slow, you ain't got it, bro

You my little pup, yeah, I put you on

Te vieron los Feos, ahora nadie te ve, cabron

No Es mi pedo, though,

Money over everything

It's what I'm on, that's my motto hoe

You Love the come up, but don't love to work

I'm a different breed, make money when I sleep

You choose pussy over money and wonder why you hungry, bitch

Ha, yeah

I'm a different breed, make money when I sleep

You choose pussy over money and wonder why you hungry, bitch

Hop out the whip