A-Plus

Lyrics

[Intro] A-Plus (Paper Route Empire) Plug nigga get your cake up (You know what's happenin') We smokin' on that A-Plus (If it ain't about the money) Uh-uh (My nigga, I'm super cool, haha) Young Dolph (Thick bitch with me got that A-Plus) DJ Rocksteddy, Teknikz a motherfuckin' DJ (It's Dolph) Turn up [Bridge] I'm flyin' through the city in a two-seater (Skrrt) Runnin' red lights pourin' up syrup (Teknikz) Thick bitch with me poppin' pain killers (Hahaha) I'm smokin' loud A.K.A. that brain killer Bought a house in the hood to sell kush there (Loud) Five Franklyns for my Prada footwear (Stupid) My family infested with dope fiends Guess it run in my genes cause I'm sprung on codeine The bad bitches show me love, them broke niggas hatin' (Fuck 'em) Snitches tellin' on me got the feds investigatin' (Yeah) The illest nigga in my city nigga, straight up (Uh-huh) These lil' niggas mid grade, Dolph A-Plus Paper Route Empire Every thing we do grade A, nigga (Thick bitch with me got that A-Plus) We smokin' A-Plus, bad bitches A-Plus (Yeah) And our hustle A-Plus, nigga (It's Dolph) [Verse 1] I'm flyin' through the city in a two-seater (Skrrt) Runnin' red lights pourin' up syrup Thick bitch with me poppin' pain killers (Hahaha) I'm smokin' loud A.K.A. that brain killer Bought a house in the hood to sell kush there (Loud) Five Franklyns for my Prada footwear (Stupid) My family infested with dope fiends Guess it run in my genes cause I'm sprung on codeine The bad bitches show me love, them broke niggas hatin' (Fuck 'em) Snitches tellin' on me got the feds investigatin' (Yeah) The illest nigga in my city nigga, straight up (Uh-huh) These lil' niggas mid grade, Dolph A-Plus (Word) [Chorus] First thing first when I wake up (What you do?) I brush my teeth and roll a blunt of A-Plus (yeah) Plus you sold Kush he make you wanna lay us (Shit) I told lil' mama, bitch you got that A-Plus (A-Plus) A-Plus (A-Plus), A-Plus She off the chain with it, I get her a A-Plus (A-Plus) A-Plus (A-Plus), A-Plus I pull up with the calculator, I'm servin' A-Plus [Verse 2] I pull up with the calculator the service strong Got a ATL bitch bad to the bone (Yeah) Got a east Memphis yellowbone (Yeah) And everythang I got, I got it on my own (word) High top, Ferragamos laced up (Yeah) So many Franklyns look like we just robbed a bank truck In a 'Vette coupe rollin' up A-Plus (Now) They try to copy but them niggas ain't us Knowin' damn well they can't do the shit like we do (Woah) P-U to them Pee-Wees I'm in the air I don't see you (Fuck 'em) I told lil' mama she bad, she say come get a rearview (Haha) She gave me that A-Plus and I buy that bitch a new hair-do (Word) [Chorus] First thing first when I wake up (What you do?) I brush my teeth and roll a blunt of A-Plus (yeah) Plus you sold Kush he make you wanna lay us (Shit) I told lil' mama, bitch you got that A-Plus (A-Plus) A-Plus (A-Plus), A-Plus She off the chain with it, I get her a A-Plus (A-Plus) A-Plus (A-Plus), A-Plus I pull up with the calculator, I'm servin' A-Plus