got my dough up Lyrics

Stuff racks in my pants

I was in the souf being bad on the block then they took my bro

It was free my friend

Think you that wit ya couple lil packs

Bitch been I been in the trap

We flipped that times 10

Cartier glass you can see in my lense

This whole planet gripped in my hand

Spent on a jacket more then your rent

Paying for some pussy isn't money well spent

Going up for real I just want a mil

Other niggas tryna get a deal, I just want the bills oh yeah

Totin' on a steel, I ain't tryna kill, but be ready cause I will load up all the clips oh yeah

Stick on my grip bitch I'm gripping like a soldier

Drum on the glocky, bitch we load up

Don't get cocky, you get rolled up

You just talking you won't show up

(We fell down then I got my bros up)

(Got my crown when I got my dough up)

Talk shit, you gon have a meeting with the rod

Drop-kick a nigga it's about my squad

Do she fuck with me cause I'm hot?

Or do she fuck with me cause I get the guap

I always think twice before I trust a thot

My niggas gon slime em they leave em with snot

I been fuckin' hoes since the 8th grade yuh

Spin the whole nigga beyblade yuh

If you want it we could catch one temp fade yuh

And I stay with the chop I'm a sensei yah

Take a lil flick, new fit, just copped

It's a landslide gon flip the whole block

My side bitch that's the one you got locked

Call her my wife can't make her by law

Say you can't motion ain't moving at all

Call up my twin he moving that raw

Can't fall asleep I was doing that rock

That wasn't me I don't care what you saw

Nigga all grump get mad man poured up

I smoke a back then put xan in my soda

Put him to sleep cause I already told him

I put him on and he told me I owed him

Lil bitch nigga better be ready we gon fold him

I ain't worried bout the bitches nigga money is the motive

Say you want smoke get em high I get em lifted

Keep yo opinion I know how I be living

(Bitch we rich)

(We gon get it)

(You can't do what I did)

Stuff racks in my pants

I was in the souf being bad on the block then they took my bro

It was free my friend

Think you that wit ya couple lil packs

Bitch been I been in the trap

We flipped that times 10

Cartier glass you can see in my lense

This whole planet gripped in my hand

Spent on a jacket more then your rent

Paying for some pussy isn't money well spent

Going up for real I just want a mil

Other niggas tryna get a deal, I just want the bills oh yeah

Totin' on a steel, I ain't tryna kill, but be ready cause I will load up all the clips oh yeah

Stick on my grip bitch I'm gripping like a soldier

Drum on the glocky, bitch we load up

Don't get cocky, you get rolled up

You just talking you won't show up

(We fell down then I got my bros up)

(Got my crown when I got my dough up)