[Intro: Young Dolph]
(Drumma Boy)
Yup
I'm addicted to this shit, man
Damn
Damn
Yup
I can't help it
(Paper Route Empire)

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
I said that I was gonna quit, but I can't (Damn)
Every other day I'm sippin' on another pint (Mud)
I can't stay too long (Nah), 'cause she gonna catch feelings (What?)
I just catch flights (Yup), and chase millions (Go get the money)
I just left from Cleveland on the way to Philly (It's Dolph)
I salute all the real niggas because it ain't that many (One hundred)
Jump out the foreign, hop in the Chevy with the big block in it (Yup)
In the suite with four hoes and I'm pourin' them shots of Rémy (Woo)
She fuck with me 'cause she want the real (It's Dolph)
She wanna ride me and she swear she can handle the wheel (Damn)
I told the label come with more money, I don't want that deal (Nah)
My cup super dirty (Mud), my blunt super fat (Thrax)
Addicted to these stacks

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Out here steady chasin' scrilla, man, this shit addictive (I gotta get it)
Fuckin' with these bad bitches, man, this shit addictive
I got her doin' shit, she sayin' that she never did it (Damn)
I said that I was through drinkin' syrup, but this shit addictive
If you was lookin' for your bitch, she with me, she ain't missin' (It's Dolph)
You lookin' for your clientele, they shoppin' in my kitchen (It's Dolph)
That trap money addictive (Addictive), that trap money addictive (Addictive)
Yeah, this shit addictive (This shit addictive), man, this shit addictive (Hey, hey)
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