Dubs Lyrics

Let my money make money

Catch a buzz with lil honey, or I might stunt with the buddies

I been the 1 since a cubby

Doing flips since mama bed

Shit I spit so much can say verbatim what a llama said

I lost score, up 3 or more but that's just off of spreads

Never hit a lick, but bro could knock the locks right off your dreads

Yet to catch me slipping, know some niggas wish for loss of tread

But wishing's dead, homie you should be a boss instead

Got no jealousy in me, ain't nothing hoer then envy

I cut off hoes while wishing well but still ain't throw her a penny

If it ain't doe or the Henny then she too busy. Ok

A problem child, don't play with me, go play your video game

It might console you

See what I did right there?

Motor sounds, trees, and the breeze of that midnight air

A few things I value and appreciate without you

I'm coming up like endos, watch all the lames out-do

(Watch all the lames I out-do)

Must've crashed but I might stay for getting rich and hittin doves

Pull up on in some shit that's not for rent, they wish it was

Demons mad they tried to strip me out my soul, it didn't budge

(Took some L's and em dubs)

Couple addies in the past but I ain't ever dropped a lo

Blowing fire, then I spit it. I can't stop, just drop and roll

Either great or replicate, and second place just not the goal

(I'm only playing for the gold)

Guessin that makes me Curry

Stephen so we ain't blurry

Blessed even when I'm in my sad state, like Missouri

Flipping paper, the story been getting better

She like that I grind and still somehow smoother than vintage leather

Baby I'm from stars, with comets and Super Novas

Was running with Kings, least til I found out a few was cobras

Fuck it. A foreign whip from a bucket And in the midst we're them buses

So I ain't tripping on nothing

Unless it's jet fueled and the pilots headed to London

Then I'm probly copping crumpets on the way to the next show

I don't ball, but if I fall I'm bouncing back Like my echo

If they ask why, cause I said so

Plenty sink where I breast stroke

Can't pick sides, I like 2-tones

I like blue bills, I like redbones

Weed purple

If you looking for stripes go check the shirt on Steve Urkel

Don't entertain the bored

They hate me cause I'm not

This is why, this is why

This is why I'm hot

(This is why I'm hot)

Must've crashed but I might stay for getting rich and hittin doves

Pull up on in some shit that's not for rent, they wish it was

Demons mad they tried to strip me out my soul, it didn't budge

(Took some L's and em dubs)

Couple addies in the past but I ain't ever dropped a lo

Blowing fire, then I spit it. I can't stop, just drop and roll

Either great or replicate, and second place just not the goal

(I'm only playing for the gold)