Woodie Smalls
About The Dutch
[Intro]
Wow (love, love, love) Wow
Yeah, yeah, wow

[Verse 1]
Uh
Started rapping with a cold fit (started)
Putting dykes in the clip
For them n***as that be hollering but still won't play my shit (yeah)
Get some Ray-Ban glasses just to cover up my face
Imma travel the world
So Imma need some Gucci skates
Mixing fries with the shakes (whoo)
And all we do is bust my n***a we never get afraid (nah)
So we [?] it ain't never no confusion (yeah)
If you wanna get it cousin
And you gotta stay lifted is y'all even rolling up? (smoke!)
It's for the cheese with the Dutch
I got the chips on my plate (plate)
But y'all n***as mad broke so you could not understand (nah)
And I'm lifted to this sky high five to the moon (waddup)
We gon' do it overnight cause the money comes at noon
Boy you slipping why you tripping? (yeah)
Lots of n***as with my position
And we tagged upon the wall like we [?] what's up (Woods)
Is you bout to roll up?
Them n***as got them trees and we finna kush up it's the Dutch (Dutch)
Follow my lead because I'm 'bout to roll up (roll up)
Step in the game just to remember my name, it's insane
How we be rooming the game