| Lean / Acapella 2 Hey, I be riding with a porn star My chevys like a foreign car In and out the lanes Beating Jeezy I'm a trap star Patna you get flat lined Run up tryna jack mine My niggas act a donkey off that remy and the cli pines Nigga you don't know me Niggas call me Dolla Fly nigga nock suckas on Doula oblongata I Let loose my piranhas, have them callin for mama I'm a konvict nigga I been down with the drama I been servin in your area, beatin through your stereo Takin over your trap cus nigga I ain't scare of ya Try me I'll bury ya, I have ya in aquarium Swimming with the fishes and the doctor have to carry ya Nigga I'm a trap boss, you hustle with your fingers crossed Hopin you gone make some, hopin you gone take some Have a bad day, Dolla Bill gone brake some Movin down in Bana row, with the Base bumpin Bitch Imma stay stuntin, whip game you can't afford In the street shinin everyday cus I hustle more Shawty what they hittin for, 18 a flat charge Walk around a 100 grand large fuck a black card Nigga I can match that, Money ain't a problem I Got the trap boomin like the 80s out in harlem I Have you niggas starvin, walk around empty stomach I'm buyin my chickens your chicken is getting fronted My Jeans 11 hundred so nigga what it do? Screamin fuck Dolla bill nah nigga FUCK YOU! Jewells is ice blue, same color as heaven Red and blue charges I call that bitch 9-11 Paint my benz do-do brown bitch I feel like I'm the shit Slugs out the .40 pounds smak at yo asafeges Murder me? yeah right fuck boy I murder you Have yo ass stinkin like somebody took a number 2 Dolla who? that light nigga, get your bitch pussy wet Call her the sucker lot, shawty got that rubber neck We just tryna see how many babies she can digest Bitch I'm from the project, dope dealers that where its at Used to serve 10 dollar rocks right infront of my mama house Light nigga played out, pussy nigga yeah right Shawty get to choosing now her face look like a red light Black tims, black rims, call that bitch the night crawler Ridin with a porn star your bitch look like a rottweiler Top Dolla, High school diploma, he a street scholar School of hard knocks, bitch rock so I can eat proper Oh I got that bitch scale, shit ain't even stepped on Always been the under dog, used to gettin slept on Now I got a 100 large layin in my collar bone Yeah you in the chopper zone, AK 4-7 Call that bitch the twin towers, hit'll be like 9-11 White diamonds, blue diamonds, pink diamond, all of that 40 Grand in the A, Real hustlers crawl back Word on the streets Dolla smack them with a ball bet 100 around 100k , nigga this is all fact This is all before rap, trap niggas know my name Eastside certified, dope man with heavy cane Ridin in that chevy thang, same color as listerine Couple shots have your ass doin the shoulder lean Panta my whole team mean, everybody get a block Keep them bitches runin in, Keep them bitches runin out Went to jail 10 o'clock, Made bail 12 o'clock If I ain't a hustler, what the fuck you call that? Bitch I'm eastside certified, smack them with a ball bet |