Lyrics

[Intro: Dame D.O.L.L.A.] Look [Verse 1: Dame D.O.L.L.A.] I got a lot of chicken (Chick) Always had a pot to piss in Mama job was trippin' (Trippin') Pops was on a proper mission Now, I got some distance Bentley hardtop, no drop edition [?] nebulator, cook him out the kitchen Couple mansions, four car garage And all foreign whips (Whips) Foreign bitch with me that I'm all [?] And I [?] looking pour and shit Hoop and met 'em while tourin', bitch Been on top for a minute (Minute) Now I got [?], birds be lovin' the kid They got my name on the ribbon (Name on the ribbon) I'm in a Aston now (Swerve) I was the man of the sempette (Sempette) Now, I'm demandin' attention ('Tention) But I got humble intentions (What) They think I'm quiet, I'm not (Not) Your girl supplin' that pussy (Oops) Told you that I was the homie (Homie) I got my eye on that I'm really poppin' (I'm really poppin') I know they mad (I know they mad) But they can't stop it (But they can't stop it) I'm in my bag (Bag), I'm in my bag (Bag) [Chorus: Brookfield Duece] I just copped a foreign, got it blacked out Yeah, look at what I did to it Look at what I did to it I just hit the [?], blew a couple bands Yeah, look at what I did to it Yeah, Look at what I did to it Can't take it with me where I'm going Might as well blow it Look at what I did to it (Look, look, look, look) Look at what I did to it I just bought the foreign Put the [?], then the life Yeah, look at what I did to it Look at what I did to it (For real) [Post-Chorus: Brookfield Duece] I got it rollin' though (I got it rollin') I got the [?] (Woo) Pull up in foreign though (Skrr) I know she goin' though (Yeah) [Chorus: Brookfield Duece] Yeah, look at what I did to it Look at what I did to it Can't take it with me where I'm going Might as well blow it Look at what I did to it Look at what I did to it I just [?] the foreign in the life Yeah, look at what I did to it Look at what i did to it [Post-Chorus: Brookfield Duece] I got it rollin' off (I got it rollin') I got the [?] (Woo) Pull up in foreign though (Skrr) I know she goin' though (Yeah) I know (Yeah), I know, I know, I know, I know (Yeah) I know, I know, I know, I know, I know [Verse 2: Brookfield Duece] I know, I know I'm gon' hit the throttle (Hit the throttle) I'm gon fuck like she a model (She a model) Make her feel like she just hit the lotto (Woo, woo) Big cash, Quikfast, [?], no pass [?], jet lag (For real) All [?], no flops, gift bags (Gift bags) Then I'm out it, pass it off like it's a rally, yeah (Yeah) I mean Relay 150 on the freeway, yeah (Yeah) You the type to hit me up on the [?] Like "where my girl at?" ("Where my girl at?") Were they [?] I'm too clean for the bullshit, laundromat Starter Pack, I'm the quarterback [?] [?] a fresh [?], called her that (For real) [Chorus: Brookfield Duece] I just copped a foreign, got it blacked out Yeah, look at what I did to it Look at what I did to it I just hit the [?], blew a couple bands Yeah, look at what I did to it Yeah, Look at what I did to it Can't take it with me where I'm going Might as well blow it Look at what I did to it (Look, look, look, look) Look at what I did to it I just bought the foreign Put the [?], then the life Yeah, look at what I did to it Look at what I did to it (For real, look, look, look) [Post-Chorus: Brookfield Duece] I got it rollin' though (I got it rolling) I got the [?] (Woo) Pull up in foreigner though (Skrr) I know she goin' though (Yeah) I know (Yeah), I know, I know, I know, I know (Yeah)