Rubberband Money

Lyrics

[Verse] I got rubberband money, duffle bag money I got duffle bag money, rubberband money Yeah, I'll front you, but I'd rather have cash money Play with me if you wanna, that's your ass money I got rubberband money, duffle bag money I got duffle bag money, rubberband money Yeah, I'll front you, but I'd rather have cash money Play with me if you wanna, that's your ass money Here I'm out, here I'm down Here I'm out, young [?] ain't going to sleep, til I profit a whole hundred A hundred fifty K worth the reefer in the [?] I don't do that petty hustling, Dolph do numbers White and blue wrist light up the room, like thunder Quarter bag with the sack, Dolph never fumble First I had my haters hot, but now them suckers boiling My Florida bitch is gorgeous, her ass is enormous [?] polo, you can call me Dolph Laurance Pockets extra fat, like that bitch [?] Swag out the universe, I don't need a chorus I fell asleep on your bitch, 'cause her head game was boring What type of nigga worry about the next nigga pockets? The type of nigga that need to have [?] pop [?] Hold on, Dolph, you going too far, stop that I'ma keep it Gucci, I mean, I'ma keep it Louis You see a real nigga out in trafic, salute me I'm smoking on this extra funky, smell like dooky [?] it tastes extra fruity Them bitches be like Young Dolph, he extra stupid Them diamonds in that boy ear, extra foolish But don't play with that boy, 'cause he toat extra toolys Ain't nothing but players in my circle, man Real niggas, shout out to the player [?] [?] when that [?] came Candy going back to back, me and Murda, man I'm Dolph, I'm motherfucking Dolph The illest nigga in Memphis, Young motherfucking Dolph Everybody know that boy a money counting bastard Smoking on this OG, and breaking down this master [?] numbers, but [?] do them faster Half a zip of stupid, got me feeling clueless Rolling up [?], free Boosie Laughing at these clowns, like the fucking Three Stooges [?] Dolph needs a Mclarin That's why [?] nigga, I ain't sharing I did the doggy dog on your bitch, that's why she staring Profit 40 racks, spend ten on some choppers I got a ghetto bitch, [?] straight mobbin