dolce & gabbana cologne Lyrics

Buddha chains, gold nuggets, fitted caps, and spray grounds

Don't wear the wrong cap, that gon' get you laid down

Everyone squabble up, so don't come get knocked down

Uh, and spazzin your a bitch, yo ass up on my dick

Yo emo ass hate to see me win

and I ain't gon' sit and lie like I wasn't just

like y'all But I'm up now, i'll up the chop, till I'm in that fuckin' box

Hate niggas who act hard, but don't got

switches on they Glocks , so you just a random opp, not even my number one

Waste ya'll time josh talking shit better off not saying nun

But bitch, I'll up the drum, we'll let it

blow

Fat blunts you gettin' trained by a hoe

Piss you off, we gon' have to up the pole

Just last month, I was flippin' dope

You better duck down to lay low

Fly as fuck, Dolce, Gabbana, Cologne

Thank God, I ain't had to flip stone

On my momma, name a nigga More Cold When it came to sellin', bitch, I was alone

I was flippin' packs, better check the score Needed a pack, you shoulda let me know

Needed a pack, you shoulda let me know, bop