[Intro: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
Look

[Verse 1: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
I got a lot of chicken (Chick)
Always had a pot to piss in
Mama job was trippin' (Trippin')
Pops was on a proper mission
Now, I got some distance
Bentley hardtop, no drop edition
[?] nebulator, cook him out the kitchen
Couple mansions, four car garage
And all foreign whips (Whips)
Foreign bitch with me that I’m all [?]
And I [?] looking pour and shit
Hoop and met ‘em while tourin’, bitch
Been on top for a minute (Minute)
Now I got [?], birds be lovin’ the kid
They got my name on the ribbon (Name on the ribbon)
I’m in a Aston now (Swerve)
I was the man of the sempette (Sempette)
Now, I’m demandin’ attention (‘Tention)
But I got humble intentions (What)
They think I’m quiet, I’m not (Not)
Your girl supplin’ that pussy (Oops)
Told you that I was the homie (Homie)
I got my eye on that
I’m really poppin’ (I’m really poppin’)
I know they mad (I know they mad)
But they can’t stop it (But they can’t stop it)
I’m in my bag (Bag), I’m in my bag (Bag)
[Chorus: Brookfield Duece]
I just copped a foreign, got it blacked out
Yeah, look at what I did to it
Look at what I did to it
I just hit the [?], blew a couple bands
Yeah, look at what I did to it
Yeah, Look at what I did to it
Can't take it with me where I'm going
Might as well blow it
Look at what I did to it (Look, look, look, look)
Look at what I did to it
I just bought the foreign
Put the [?], then the life
Yeah, look at what I did to it
Look at what I did to it (For real)

[Post-Chorus: Brookfield Duece]
I got it rollin’ though (I got it rollin’)
I got the [?] (Woo)
Pull up in foreign though (Skrr)
I know she goin’ though (Yeah)

[Chorus: Brookfield Duece]
Yeah, look at what I did to it
Look at what I did to it
Can't take it with me where I'm going
Might as well blow it
Look at what I did to it
Look at what I did to it
I just [?] the foreign in the life
Yeah, look at what I did to it
Look at what i did to it
[Post-Chorus: Brookfield Duece]
I got it rollin' off (I got it rollin')
I got the [?] (Woo)
Pull up in foreign though (Skrr)
I know she goin' though (Yeah)
I know (Yeah), I know, I know, I know, I know (Yeah)
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

[Verse 2: Brookfield Duece]
I know, I know I'm gon' hit the throttle (Hit the throttle)
I'm gon fuck like she a model (She a model)
Make her feel like she just hit the lotto (Woo, woo)
Big cash, Quikfast, [?], no pass
[?], jet lag (For real)
All [?], no flops, gift bags (Gift bags)
Then I’m out it, pass it off like it’s a rally, yeah (Yeah)
I mean Relay 150 on the freeway, yeah (Yeah)
You the type to hit me up on the [?]
Like “where my girl at?” (“Where my girl at?”)
Were they [?]
I’m too clean for the bullshit, laundromat
Starter Pack, I’m the quarterback [?]
[?] a fresh [?], called her that (For real)

[Chorus: Brookfield Duece]
I just copped a foreign, got it blacked out
Yeah, look at what I did to it
Look at what I did to it
I just hit the [?], blew a couple bands
Yeah, look at what I did to it
Yeah, Look at what I did to it
Can't take it with me where I'm going
Might as well blow it
Look at what I did to it (Look, look, look, look)
Look at what I did to it
I just bought the foreign
Put the [?], then the life
Yeah, look at what I did to it
Look at what I did to it (For real, look, look, look)
[Post-Chorus: Brookfield Duece]
I got it rollin’ though (I got it rolling)
I got the [?] (Woo)
Pull up in foreigner though (Skrr)
I know she goin’ though (Yeah)
I know (Yeah), I know, I know, I know, I know (Yeah)