Pot Of Gold Young Dolph & Key Glock

[Intro: Key Glock]
(Cheeze)
(Yo Mannie)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Key Glock]
One thing I never needed was a ho (No)
And another thing, I never told on not a soul (No)
Fuck the rap game, man, these niggas ain't my bro (No)
I keep a pocket full of twenties, fifties, and hunchos (Racks)
I just get that dough, collect my dough, run up my dough (Yeah)
I just get that dough, collect my dough, run up that dough (Yeah)
I heard you want the smoke, who want the smoke? I smoke your folks (Yeah)
Diamonds like a rainbow, I'm a walking pot of gold, woah

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
Uh huh
Here we go, here we go, herе we go (Yeah, yeah)
Hе a clown, he just wanna put on a show (Yeah, yeah)
See what he been thinking, leave his brains all on the floor (Yeah, yeah)
This shit I been drinking, mane, I pour it by the four (Yeah, yeah)
When they least expect it when you kick in a door
Every time I fuck her, she beg me to grab her by her throat
In the back of the double R truck smoking, riding through the snow
If you ever crossed me before, I'm putting your ass in that scope (Baow)
Had to change my surroundings, it gave me a fucked up mentality (Damn)
My spot in the hood a multi-million dollar establishment (They love me)
Come down Elvis Presley Boulevard, make a right on Mallory (Where you from?)
From where the dope boys make a million dollar salary, ayy