WHOLE LOTTA

Lyrics

[Intro: Damedot] (Michigan Meech) Are you in the Mafia? (Rell On The Track) Ayy [Chorus: Damedot] I got a whole lot of money, a whole lot of problems If I get mad, it ain't no question, get a whole lot of choppers These chains I got on worth a whole lot of dollars (Ice, ice, ice) I won't chase no bitch, I'm out here chasin' a whole lot of commas (Fuck no, Am I in the what?) Way too many backstabbings, whole lot of let-me-downs [Verse 1: Damedot] Tell bro I'm in the house, hit my phone when that Act' around I don't want supression, I'm in love with that fappin' sound My bro don't do no hair, but if I tell him, he gon' part his scalp Nigga, I can't even complain 'cause I'm blessed ('Cause I'm blеssed) Only time I sip lean thеse days when a nigga stressed Bitch, shut your baldhead ass up, ho, your shit a mess (Shut the fuck up) You gon' need a bulletproof hat, you ain't gon' need a vest Bitch, I got a whole lot of dick, you gon' need some help (Mwah) He don't need a whole lot of fent' 'cause he gon' need some milk 'Sace store higher than a bitch, I just need some silk (I'm blowed) Put a bad bitch in Saks fifth, I just need a belt Sometimes it's good to look in the mirror just to see yourself It ain't good to try to be these niggas, boy, be yourself (Just be you) Bitch, I'm pretty sure my dick ain't gon' eat itself Coolant on the AR so that bitch don't gotta heat itself [Chorus: Damedot] I got a whole lot of money, a whole lot of problems If I get mad, it ain't no question, get a whole lot of choppers These chains I got on worth a whole lot of dollars (Ice, ice, ice) I won't chase no bitch, I'm out here chasin' a whole lot of commas (Fuck no) Way too many backstabbings, whole lot of let-me-downs Walk straight in through the back with the blicky, they ain't pat me down I'll pull up and shoot one of you niggas like I'm Kogoloud Brownskin bitch, pretty teeth, look like Coco Jones [Verse 2: Yung Reef] Got a whole lot of options He Yeezy, so I beat his ass for talkin' out of pocket It's normal, everybody got a gun, now you gotta watch 'em Shown be hard, but if I love you when you cross me, gotta drop you Could've got a whole lot, now I don't give a fuck about you A lot of this, a lot of that Designer money and the power You gon' have to sacrifice 'cause every day another problem I'm just tryna get some money, every day another thousand Whole lot of people wanna eat so they depend on me Hustlin' with my mag niggas broad day, he got the switch on him My shoes made dirty and I spent some dogshit on 'em Whole lot of bitches in this room, I can't even pick from 'em Need a bitch to brighten up my mood Always had haters, all the fights back in school If you real, keep it real, ain't got a whole lot of rules You only got one time, ain't no excuses you can use [Chorus: Damedot] I got a whole lot of money, a whole lot of problems If I get mad, it ain't no question, get a whole lot of choppers These chains I got on worth a whole lot of dollars (Ice, ice, ice) I won't chase no bitch, I'm out here chasin' a whole lot of commas (Fuck no) Way too many backstabbings, whole lot of let-me-downs Walk straight in through the back with the blicky, they ain't pat me down I'll pull up and shoot one of you niggas like I'm Kogoloud Brownskin bitch, pretty teeth, look like Coco Jones (Mwah)