[Verse:]
I fucked my money up, then I couldn't do shit
What the fuck you do, dolph? I don't know what the hell I did
60 racks gone, and I don't know where the fuck it went
Fuck all that [?] back again
Locked the CEO up, now I'm the CEO bruh
The other half is [?], all we burn is [?]
Fuck with him, and I promis all your thoughts gon be all over your patio
Dolph from South Memphis,but I got bitches in the vally though
High class street n***a, still keep that heat n***a
Keep it like I keep something from [?] n***a
Paper Route be what it be, n***a
Yeah it's time to eat, n***a
6 figure bomb on it, [?] it's time to feast, n***a
It's Dolph, I'm the shit
Ask your sister, ask your antie, ask your cousin, ask your bitch
We burning up [?] on my side of town
Welcome y'all to the 2011 funky town
N***as still snorting, but I don't do that snorting
Spent 10,000 on my Kush habbit and polo horses
10 times your car though, 20 times your mortgage
Me and that skrilla squad, that's a million dollar portion
[?] than a foreign
Peeking out the blinds, for [?] tourests
Still paranoid [?]
They say his flavor extra hot, but his mouth scorching
I damb near killed myself when I fell asleep behind that wheel
Diamonds in my ear, my future crystal clear
Look I ain't got time for bullshit, a hundred rounds in my clip
Chopper on my back seat, same side my [?]
And I ain't talking body fat when I tell you get your weight up
[?] blazed up
Gucci floss when I wake up
Ain't no secret I'm caked up
And yeah I fucked your wife, cause she was easy as a lay up
And na we didn't lay up, she got up and fixed her makeup
I threw my Prada Chucks back on, back to counting this paper
What's that on that table?
Multi different flavors
And when he get into that booth [?] flavors
I never been a fan of TV, cause I grew up with no cable
But now I got a stash house, no fernecher, no cable
Them old school players tell me, boy you stay sharp as a raiser
Homeboy I been major
I make that shit look easy
I got your bitch with her legs up top [?] take it easy
The zip I'm burning straight out [?]
And if it's bout money [?] young Master P
Ain't no limit to them numbers, I [?]
Got the shit on master lock, why I got the master key
N***a, don't speak my name unless you want a family tragity
I got a stupid sack, that's why them bad bitches harassing me
Watching the [?] at the Hiltin while I'm burning trees