100 Shots Young Dolph

[Intro]
Yeah
It's Dolph
Hey, bring me some Backwoods up outta there, homie, and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too, homie
Yeah
It's 3 p.m., eighty degrees outside
I'm in somethin' that go real fast, sittin' outside the corner store
Six-figure car ain't got no business in this area

[Verse 1]
If it ain't one thing, it's a motherfuckin' 'nother (Goddamn)
We trapped together, then that's my motherfuckin' brother (That's my dog)
I pay her bills and buy her designer, but I don't love her (Ayy, what you need, lil' mama?)
She just play her part when it's time to smuggle (Ayy, you ready?)
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber (Skrrt)
I got a sweet tooth, but I stay away from suckers (For real, though)
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper (We eatin' good)
I fucked her in rush-hour traffic, Chris Tucker (Hah)
Everybody screamin', "Gang, gang, gang" (Gang)
Them folks come and get you, you gon' tell on the whole gang (Gang)
She said can she fuck me with my diamond chain?
If I ain't in the bank, then I'm on the plane (Hey)
'Bout to go get some money or go spend some money (Yeah)
They stopped me in the airport, had too many Benjis on me (Franklins)
They don't want you to live, they don't want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, yeah, then they pray for you to fall, hey
Young nigga stay focused (Yeah)
But I really wanna crash (Damn)
Think about where you at (Okay)
Then think about your past (You right)
Yeah, I really came from shit (Yeah)
But I won't change for shit (Nah)
My bitch say I'm stuck in my ways (Yeah)
My wrist say I been getting paid (Yeah)