Bars

Lyrics

[Verse] I fucked my money up, then I couldn't do shit What the fuck you do, dolph? I don't know what the hell I did 60 racks gone, and I don't know where the fuck it went Fuck all that [?] back again Locked the CEO up, now I'm the CEO bruh The other half is [?], all we burn is [?] Fuck with him, and I promis all your thoughts gon be all over your patio Dolph from South Memphis,but I got bitches in the vally though High class street nigga, still keep that heat nigga Keep it like I keep something from [?] nigga Paper Route be what it be, nigga Yeah it's time to eat, nigga 6 figure bomb on it, [?] it's time to feast, nigga It's Dolph, I'm the shit Ask your sister, ask your antie, ask your cousin, ask your bitch We burning up [?] on my side of town Welcome y'all to the 2011 funky town Niggas still snorting, but I don't do that snorting Spent 10,000 on my Kush habbit and polo horses 10 times your car though, 20 times your mortgage Me and that skrilla squad, that's a million dollar portion [?] than a foreign Peeking out the blinds, for [?] tourests Still paranoid [?] They say his flavor extra hot, but his mouth scorching I damb near killed myself when I fell asleep behind that wheel Diamonds in my ear, my future crystal clear Look I ain't got time for bullshit, a hundred rounds in my clip Chopper on my back seat, same side my [?] And I ain't talking body fat when I tell you get your weight up [?] blazed up Gucci floss when I wake up Ain't no secret I'm caked up And yeah I fucked your wife, cause she was easy as a lay up And na we didn't lay up, she got up and fixed her makeup I threw my Prada Chucks back on, back to counting this paper What's that on that table? Multi different flavors And when he get into that booth [?] flavors I never been a fan of TV, cause I grew up with no cable But now I got a stash house, no fernecher, no cable Them old school players tell me, boy you stay sharp as a raiser Homeboy I been major I make that shit look easy I got your bitch with her legs up top [?] take it easy The zip I'm burning straight out [?] And if it's bout money [?] young Master P Ain't no limit to them numbers, I [?] Got the shit on master lock, why I got the master key Nigga, don't speak my name unless you want a family tragity I got a stupid sack, that's why them bad bitches harassing me Watching the [?] at the Hiltin while I'm burning trees