A-Plus (Remix)

Police catch me, they gonna strap me to that old chair

I'm paying twelve, 'bout to sweep it under the rug, nigga

Lookin' at the mirror, lookin' at the plug, nigga (it's Gucci)

First thing first, when I wake up (what you do?) (Blue Magic)

I brush my teeth and roll a blunt of A-plus (loud)

Pussy so good, she make you wanna lay up (shit, girl)

I told lil' mama, "Bitch, you got that A-plus"

(A-plus), A-plus (A-plus), A-plus

She off the chain with it, I gave her a A-plus

(A-plus), A-plus (A-plus), A-plus

I pull up with the calculator, I'm servin' A-plus

I called my plug and spent a hundred on some A-plus (racks)

My bitch one hundred, that mean she A-plus

Gave her a stack just for her weave and her make-up (yeah)

She quick to tell a fuck nigga, "Get your cake up" (bitch)

Who the fuck you think she got it from? She Dolph girl

I'm counting money while she loading up the Mossberg

Seventy racks on my old-school, got a Challenger on my left wrist (yeah)

Everything I got came from me pumping A-plus in south Memphis

Loud, y'all know how I get down

In the trap, going pound for pound, I got a little toy that hold a hundred rounds

Dolce belt, Gucci shirt, and a stupid-ass pair of D sweats

I'm mismatchin', but what the hell? I'm in Ruth's Chris with your main girl

First thing first, when I wake up (what you do?)

I brush my teeth and roll a blunt of A-plus (loud)

Pussy so good, she make you wanna lay up (shit, girl)

I told lil' mama, "Bitch, you got that A-plus"

(A-plus), A-plus (A-plus), A-plus

She off the chain with it, I gave her a A-plus

(A-plus), A-plus (A-plus), A-plus

I pull up with the calculator, I'm servin' A-plus

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

(Ayy, ayy, A-plus)

(It's Dolph)

(Uh-huh)

Nigga, I don't give a fuck what you call it

Put a chokehold on a motherfucker

And call it Blue Dogshit, you know what I mean?

I don't care, just don't let me catch you doin' this again