Letras
(Ayy, yo, Bandplay)
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(Let the band play) Uh
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up)
We was down for so long, didn't have no choice but to go up (go up)
Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up (pour up)
Spendin' racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin' her glow up (woo)
Rich nigga still in the neighborhood store eatin' cold cuts (yeah)
Street nigga, bitch, I'm in the Bentley doin' donuts (yeah)
Taught myself how to get millions, ain't nobody show us (it's Dolph)
Front my young nigga fifty 'bows, told him, "Lil' nigga, grow up" (it's Dolph)
Uncle Vic told me stay down with this shit 'til it blow up (I got you)
Smokin' on some shit you not, got Wock-Wock in my soda (dirty)
Used to sign for the packs, now I sign t-shirts and posters (it's Dolph)
Drop five hundred racks to drop the top on that new roadster (woo, uh)
Balenciaga the drip (it's Dolph)
First class, Dubai, take a trip (it's Dolph)
Spend a little bit, stack all the chips (stack it up)
I walk in Margiela and go crazy (woo)
Can't get money with me, you too lazy (uh-uh)
One thing I ain't never did was never ever ever let a bitch play me (hell nah, sorry)
I put it down in the city, now I'm up, nigga (hey, hey)
I used to eat a hundred P's just for lunch, nigga (woo)
I got fuck niggas recruitin' other fuck niggas
Hustle hard, ain't no such thing as luck, nigga
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up)
We was down for so long, didn't have no choice but to go up (go up)
Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up (pour up)
Spendin' racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin' her glow up (woo)
Rich nigga still in the neighborhood store eatin' cold cuts (yeah)
Street nigga, bitch, I'm in the Bentley doin' donuts (yeah)
Taught myself how to get millions, ain't nobody show us (it's Dolph)
Front my young nigga fifty 'bows, told him, "Lil' nigga, grow up" (it's Dolph)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up)
I just poured an eight of codeine in a Coca-Cola (raw)
I make it look too easy, I carry my whole hood on my shoulders (damn)
If money not in the equation, please do not approach us (swear to God)
Cut my day one nigga off because of jealousy (damn)
Everyday I'ma get fresh and pour up medicine (dirty)
Poured too much syrup by mistake because I'm heavy-handed
Bitch, I'm the plug best friend, you just a middleman (ayy, fuck them niggas)
I don't fuck with them niggas, I'm cut from a different cloth (yeah, yeah)
Ask your CEO and your rap friends why they hate Dolph (hah)
Rich nigga how I pop it on 'em (pop it)
The top come off, so I dropped it on 'em
Paid 30K over sticker price, I had to cop it on 'em (woo)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up)
We was down for so long, didn't have no choice but to go up (go up)
Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up (pour up)
Spendin' racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin' her glow up (woo)
Rich nigga still in the neighborhood store eatin' cold cuts (yeah)
Street nigga, bitch, I'm in the Bentley doin' donuts (yeah)
Taught myself how to get millions, ain't nobody show us (it's Dolph)
Front my young nigga fifty 'bows, told him, "Lil' nigga, grow up" (it's Dolph)
Yeah
Ayy, I remember my mom and dad was livin' in a one room shack
Nowadays, I wake up in a mansion
Huh
I remember my mom and dad didn't even have a car
I don't wanna get started, but nowadays, man
Ayy, man, half of that shit out there in my driveway, I can't even spell that shit, man
On God
Huh
It's Dolph
(Paper Route Business)