USA Young Dolph

[Intro]
Paper Route Business
Yeah
It's Dolph
(Zaytoven)
Hah

[Chorus]
Red, white and motherfuckin' blue (Yeah)
Some of my partners claim red, some blue (Uh-huh)
Red, white and motherfuckin' blue (Ayy, ayy)
Just drank a pint of red and my Chevelle blue (Woo)
Red, white, and motherfuckin' blue (Yeah)
Got red bitches, white bitches, what 'bout you? (What 'bout you?)
And them bitches do whatever I tell 'em to
And my traphouse do whatever I make it do (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
All about his paper (Ayy)
Hit the trap with them flavors
Them old folks be lookin' hard
You gotta watch for them neighbors (Watch out)
Got a smoker 'cross the street, he stealin' lights and cables (For real)
But I never judge him, though, 'cause everybody not able
Drop a four in a Faygo
Remember all them days we had to eat hot dogs and potatoes
Ain't no love in these streets, man (Nah)
Come take a walk in these Givenchys on my feet, man (Yeah)
You ever been so hungry, you couldn't go to sleep, man? (Yeah)