(Sosa 808)
Know I'ma forever pop it how I wanna pop it
However I want
Whenever I want
Yeah
A quarter million 'round my neck, hotboxing in a Lamborghini truck, yeah
Bust down that Richie Mille, put blue diamonds in it, I don't give a fuck, yeah
Two hundred bags in one neighborhood in four houses, that's us, yeah
I had a check before I had a check, before they even knew who I was, yeah
She my bitch, so she got a lot of bags and drive a G63 (Damn)
Smoked a blunt, made a mistake, went on an 80K shopping spree (Damn)
Fur coats in the winter time, you know it's drop-tops in the spring
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Bad bitch, pretty girl, whatever you wanna call her, but she with the shit (Damn)
Entrepreneur, the rich niggas, dope boys her type, yeah, she love this (Damn)
Talk shit, swallow spit, she grab the dick, then do a magic trick (Woo)
Everybody and they daddy want the bitch, but everybody ain't had the bitch (Hey)
Street nigga, trapper, whatever you wanna call the boy, but he be the real one, though (It's Dolph)
He came from the bottom, up under the bottom, but nowadays the boy living, though (It's Dolph)
Rolls-Royces on top of Rolls-Royces (Double-R)
Bad bitches screenshot my portraits
Ain't that many real niggas left, it's a shortage (Uh-uh), uh
Rich nigga hotbox, sitting in a Lambo'
Organized crime boss like I'm Soprano
Bust down eight figures with my famo (Bust it down)
Pulled up on her in a camo ('Rari)
Goyard bag filled up to the top (Yeah, yeah)
That pussy so good, I woke up the next morning and bought her a watch (Hah)
Uh
A quarter million 'round my neck, hotboxing in a Lamborghini truck, yeah
Bust down that Richie Mille, put blue diamonds in it, I don't give a fuck, yeah
Two hundred bags in one neighborhood in four houses, that's us, yeah
I had a check before I had a check, before they even knew who I was, yeah
She my bitch, so she got a lot of bags and drive a G63 (Damn)
Smoked a blunt, made a mistake, went on an 80K shopping spree (Damn)
Fur coats in the winter time, you know it's drop-tops in the spring
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh (Hold up, hold up)
Dolph, why you go and spend that two-fifty on the blue Richard Mille? (What you mean?)
You fucking up the value of the watch, kid, what you doing? Get for real (Hah)
Stay out my business, player, I don't never plan on selling it, for real (Uh-uh)
Boy, that little shit there ain't nothing (Uh-uh)
Fuck it, just go buy another one (Fuck it)
Ridin' Chevelle with a motor out a 'Vette (Skrrt)
She ain't got no panties under that dress (Woo)
Fuck the shit out her 'til I broke out a sweat (Woo)
Flipped her over five times, she soaking wet (Woo)
Then she told me that she got a request (What?)
Thumb in her booty and a hand 'round her neck (Hah)
She fuckin' a rich nigga, she like to flex (Yeah)
Hands down, lil' baby, yeah, she the best (Uh-huh)
Yeah, this that new Louis V (Yeah)
Buyin' APs by twos and threes (Yeah)
I built my life off of P's (Yeah)
Stupid-ass lil' bitch, you know I can't fuck with you, bitch, please (Nah)
Stupid-ass lil' boy, you can't compare yourself to me, nigga, please (Hah, yeah)
A quarter million 'round my neck, hotboxing in a Lamborghini truck, yeah
Bust down that Richie Mille, put blue diamonds in it, I don't give a fuck, yeah
Two hundred bags in one neighborhood in four houses, that's us, yeah
I had a check before I had a check, before they even knew who I was, yeah
She my bitch, so she got a lot of bags and drive a G63 (Damn)
Smoked a blunt, made a mistake, went on an 80K shopping spree (Damn)
Fur coats in the winter time, you know it's drop-tops in the spring
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh (Sosa, man, this beat crazy)
compositores: Adolph Thornton, Brandon Parker
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