The hottest nigga in the city homie
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Uh huh Young Dolph (yeah)
What's up to all my real niggas out there
East Coast, West Coast, Down Bottom
(yeah) everywhere (yeah) it's your boy
Shit, they been waitin' all night long
Sayin' the streets done elected
(yeah) I'm here it's election time
Young Dolph the realist nigga in it uh
These bitches make me sick this
Money make me come (Come)
So I fuck 'em just for fun (Fun)
She say she love my swag and
(Look) can't believe I'm that young (Shit)
And she already sprung smokin' Master Kush
(Kush) , drinkin' Chandon (Don)
Where all that money come from?
Trap all day, and spent it all on guns
(Them shots) i go and get that bomb and
Tax niggas like Uncle Tom
They call me Young Dolph (Dolph)
I'm paid and I'm young (Young)
Keep a fresh tapered fade (Fade)
Ridin' low-key, runner while I'm doin' dirt
I ain't never off, I always got uh work
What up Murda? (yeah) lil' Chip? (yeah)
Carly uh huh what up with it?
The whole goddamn fam' up
There in the motherfuckin'
Nigga y'all know what it do nigga
It's time to get ready to
Count this butter up, ya dig?
Lil' Cris, give ya boy a lighter
It's Fatboi, roll it up puff
They know what it is smoke somethin' bitch
Stepped up in the spot smellin' just
Hood bitches love a nigga
They say I got stupid swag
Twenty thou', all twenties cash
Tell your nigga to stop callin' my phone
'fore I shoot his ass (yeah)
I'm burnt out on the purp
Call me young starburst uh
We was smoking Train Wreck back in '03
Fast forward '08, we smokin' OG (Gangster)
Nigga we burn kush like Newports uh
But I got niggas in New York (yeah)
I don't fuck around money (Money)
Shout out to all my gangstas in the
In the wild huntin' (yeah) puff
I'm on a motherfuckin' plane
The other day homie (Real talk)
Flying plane noise I look out the window
Like goddamn we in the air
High as a motherfucker (Damn, yeah)
When I'm full of that Keisha, ya know
(Full of it) ya dig? (Zooted)
Goddamn plane nigga laughing
I'm high as a motherfucker
(Mothherfucker) laughing dolph (yeah)
Model bitches, hood bitches
I done had 'em all (For real)
But, tell me why old bitch
Don't never wear no drawers? (For real)
But matter of fact my young bitch
Don't never wear 'em either (For real)
I'm just thinkin' out loud
Rolling up this reefer (This reefer)
17, I had them niggas callin' placin' orders
(Orders) the first bitch I hit in the
Car was the Sheriff's daughter (yeah)
But on everything I love, ma
I ain't forgot your brain (Hell nah)
That nigga just started rappin'
Who the fuck that nigga think he
Is with all of them groupies? (Dolph)
If it ain't potent, then it ain't Dolph shit
Just because you've seen me with her
That don't mean it's Dolph
(It ain't mean that's my bitch) mhm
Ya dig? (No) she ain't mine
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Skrilla squad, what it do?
What happenin'? (What it do?)
Ya dig? The realist nigga in
This motherfucker nigga uh huh
Whole nine, that shit mine pfft
You fake rap niggas out here
You niggas ain't livin' nigga (yeah)
These real niggas know nigga (Young Dolph)
We know what it is (Holla at your boy)
Holla at your boy! Dolph puffing