Whole Lot Young Dolph

[Intro]
(Izze The Producer)
(Honorary Member)

[Chorus]
I got a whole lotta guap (Guap)
Lotta pussies hatin', tell 'em I said don't stop (Haha)
I got a whole lotta (Lotta), cars (Cars)
Bad bitches love rich niggas, I swear to God (Hey)
I smoke a whole (Whole), lotta (What?), weed (It's Dolph)
I got two white girls at the Four Seasons on they knees (Woo)
I sold a whole (Whole), lotta (Lotta), bags (Trap)
I think I need to slow it down, I'm livin' too fast (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1]
One coupe (Skrrt), two coupes (Damn), three coupes, no roof (Woo)
What I'm rockin'? (Rockin'), Versace snow boots (Swag)
I'm ballin' (Ballin'), they mad (Damn), I hit the blunt and laugh (Hah)
I fucked your bitch (I did), I'm sorry, my bad, hah
Christian Dior (Yeah), my bitch, she spoiled (Yeah)
I'm pourin' up Act' (Raw), in a Rolls-Royce, uh
Big (Big), diamonds (Diamonds), big (Big), timin' (Timin')
One truck, two truck (Who that?), them shooters behind me (Fire)
One milly (One), two milly (Two), three milly (Three), four (Four)
Go get the (What?), money, nigga, go (Go)
Got paper on my motherfuckin' mind (Brrt)
Your baby mama on my motherfuckin' line