Hall of Fame (Demo) Young Dolph

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It's taller than Johnny Dang (Damn)
Hopped out at the corner store and left the 'Rari runnin', man (Gabbana)
Under the influence to get money every day (Hustler)
Goyard full of currency, no, I didn't come to play (Hey, hey)
I spent a million on Richard Milles
I got a driveway full of Hot Wheels
Ha, and yeah, she a bad bitch, but nah, that Birkin bag not real (Damn)
And yeah, I can eyeball a whole P, fuck a scale, I got skills (Ha)
(Paper Route Frank)
Addicted to the lifestyle (Uh)
I'm tryna count me a hundred millio' right now (Right now)
Yeah, nigga, right now (Right now)
Tell them fuck niggas and them duck bitches pipe down (Ayy, watch out)
Nah, I can't wait on nobody, if I want it, then I go get it, my nigga (Uh-uh)
If it don't cost a quarter ticket, then I can't even sit in it, my nigga (Yeah, yeah)

They say I'm showing out, they say I should be ashamed (Ayy)
I don't do it for the clout, bitch, I do it for the gang (Ayy)
You can walk in any trap and I bet they know my name (Yeah)
Frank Matthews of the South, put me in the hall of fame (Fame), fame (Fame), fame (Fame), fame (Fame), fame
Add it to my bank account, bitch