Dollah Fo' Dollah Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Let my youngan take the charge
He don't give a fuck bout nun
Yeah nigga, it's whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Bllrrd Bllrrd Bllrrd
Yeah, I am
I'll never let my niggas down
Nah, I'll never put them choppas down
Hit your bitch when I come in town
She ain't never let a nigga down
Been running the streets since we was young
We ain't worried bout no opps
Been in that field go do a drill
Then go hide from the cops
Blogs put a nigga business out
Knock 'em down then switch 'em out
I got opps I don't know about
Stand on business, we don't talk about it
Murder in his eyes they steady hiding
He want another kill
And they hate us cause we always stood on business
And that's just what it is
We do real numbers, real chef, Benihana's (Yeah)
I'll take a nigga under
Watch three-hundred, these the new Yeezy's
'Fore they drop yeah, call 'em Dondas
Jay said I got the thunder
Pray to God for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow
It's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas
Big stepper, we'll stomp one of you lil' niggas
Niggas say they slidin', nobody dyin' though oh
Your net worth in the Forbes, but what was they lyin' 'fore? yeah
(What was they ling for) yeah
Go dollar for dollar, shotta for shotta
We can go thottie for thottie
I'm scholarship Gotti, you gave a bitch a Birkin
I just gave her some knowledge
We get it popping ain't stopping for shit
Make them get down when that stick get to hitting
Dolla fo Dolla, no body fo body
She gave me dome that lil bitch is a scholar
How you trapper but can't move a pack
Your big homie broke as a bitch and them facts
Lil nigga broke better go get a loan
One to the head yeah they took off his dome
Should of got rich and moved out the hood
Post in the hood where it's all good
His mama nem crying they miss him
Fuck it roll him ina swisher
He mad lil boy want his bitch back
I broke that hoe down like a Kitkat
Lil Niggas hating tell em fall in line
They asking questions ray charles I'm blind
Yeah, trap through the day and go slide through the night
Switch on the glock have him fighting for his life
I'm knocking all of my opps out the field
This young nigga sick, this young nigga ill
All of my niggas united
Just bought into DC United
I gave him the pack and he tanked it
Twenty-five pints and he dranked it
Just showed her my account and she fainted
Showed him the plug and he thanked me
"Ayy, Gotti you low, you janky"
Lil' bitch just posted me, brainless
Rolls Royce stainless
Made my neighborhood famous
Rich cribs for tourists
Ayy, why yo' jewelry blurry
All my jewelry flawless, all my niggas stallers
None of my niggas sanctified, they be throwin' crosses
All my Forgi's offset
All my diamonds factory set
That my lil' savage, I stamped that
My bitch like the same sex, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I see the same niggas doin' the same shit every day
Different nigga, yeah, I had to go and make a way
Any day, it's another million-dollar play
It's like seventy mil' now, 'nother hundred on the way