Big paid (okay)
Big rocks (okay)
Big straps (okay)
(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah
A hundred racks got my skinnies saggin' (damn)
Two-hundred rounds inside the G-wagon (damn)
F*cked her one time and she won't stop braggin' (damn)
Half a mil' cash, all Andrew Jacksons
Got a project bitch, look like Janet Jackson (woo)
I got three-tone on
Yellow gold, rose gold, white gold, but my pistol plastic (yeah, yeah, hey)
I can't stick my dick in her, that bitch a duck (bitch)
Nigga, you broke, I don't wanna link up (uh-uh)
I know they hatin', but I don't give a f*ck (ayy)
Might wake up and bando the car, just because (ayy)
I turn a millionaire bitch to my slut (bitch)
Codeine Kool-Aid all in my cup (dirty)
She told her daddy she f*ckin' the plug
Grew up infatuated with drugs
She told her daddy she f*ckin' a thug (a gangster)
Makin' my jewels wet, this shit look suds (like suds)
Blew me a hundred one day, just because (a hundred)
Legendary Crip nigga, I'm the big cuz' (big cuz')
Stuck with my day-ones, we come out that mud (on God)
Can't f*ck on no broke bitch, she can't even get a hug (uh-uh)
Paper Route business, rich niggas, we live it up
Caught me a bomb and I took the whole ticket up
Broke-ass niggas, they ain't even keepin' up (yessir)
Instagram model, she gon' let me beat it up
Right behind this, she gon' eat all my semen up (uh-uh)
Send the blitz on your block, watch the car creepin' up
Turned nothin' to somethin', they didn't believe in us (believe that)
We talkin' 'bout millions, tell me where we meetin' up (we meetin' up)
Mention the gas, on they ass, I'ma keep it up (I'ma keep it up)
Young nigga, take yourself, call the Grim Reaper up
Two-thousand, never done seen her
Turtle with speed water, bitch do the leave (true story)
Feelin' the spot and I'm runnin' through P's (runnin' through P's)
F*ckin' this foreign bitch and she speak Portuguese
Cuz got the chopper, won't let you get close to me
Servin' up Grammy, like f*ckin' the nominees
We know you a bitch, no, you can't get up under me (uh-uh)
We f*ck up the VIP, but pull up, we a hundred deep (yeah)
A hundred racks got my skinnies saggin' (damn)
Two-hundred rounds inside the G-wagon (damn)
F*cked her one time and she won't stop braggin' (damn)
Half a mil' cash, all Andrew Jacksons
Got a project bitch, look like Janet Jackson (woo)
I got three-tone on
Yellow gold, rose gold, white gold, but my pistol plastic (yeah, yeah, hey)
I can't stick my dick in her, that bitch a duck (bitch)
Nigga, you broke, I don't wanna link up (uh-uh)
I know they hatin', but I don't give a f*ck (ayy)
Might wake up and bando the car, just because (ayy)
I turn a millionaire bitch to my slut (bitch)
Codeine Kool-Aid all in my cup (dirty)
She told her daddy she f*ckin' the plug
Grew up infatuated with drugs (Bandz, yeah)
Fell in love with the chop', ain't no love for no ho (no)
I'm in the bando, come get a combo (combo )
I might show you some love if you get ten or more
I'm the lil' nigga on the block, sellin' grams at the corner store
Now a nigga got a boatload (boatload)
Hundred bun on me, got my pockets on swole (on swole)
Ice on my neck and my wrist got me froze (ice, yeah)
Walk out the mansion, I hop in a spaceship (skrrt)
Play with my gang, bitch, you gon' get a facelift (baow)
Keep a Drac' on me with a banana clip (Drac')
Got the whole hood behind, I'm a legend like Nip' (Nip')
Blew a black flame, nigga, I'll never flip
I f*ck with the Bloods and the Crips (Crips)
I'm colorblind, all my niggas, they shootin' off the rip (off the hip)
Bankroll in my pocket, got my pants saggy (saggy)
Big racks in my skinny jeans, make 'em baggy (baggy)
Fell in love with the chopper, sendin' dope like my daddy (ayy)
Hood full of nothin' but dope fiends and crack addicts (yeah)
Hustlers and shooters, we ball like the Mavericks (ball)
I'm a blockstar, bitch, I've never been average (blockstar)
I'm a rockstar, bitch, I've never been average (rockstar)
Trapper, not a rapper, bitch, you know I ain't average (nah, on gang)
A hundred racks got my skinnies saggin' (damn)
Two-hundred rounds inside the G-wagon (damn)
F*cked her one time and she won't stop braggin' (damn)
Half a mil' cash, all Andrew Jacksons
Got a project bitch, look like Janet Jackson (woo)
I got three-tone on
Yellow gold, rose gold, white gold, but my pistol plastic (yeah, yeah, hey)
I can't stick my dick in her, that bitch a duck (bitch)
Nigga, you broke, I don't wanna link up (uh-uh)
I know they hatin', but I don't give a f*ck (ayy)
Might wake up and bando the car, just because (ayy)
I turn a millionaire bitch to my slut (bitch)
Codeine Kool-Aid all in my cup (dirty)
She told her daddy she f*ckin' the plug
Grew up infatuated with drugs
Young Dolph - Infatuated With Drugs Lyrics
Young Dolph - Infatuated With Drugs Lyrics
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Big paid (okay)
Big rocks (okay)
Big straps (okay)
(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah
A hundred racks got my skinnies saggin' (damn)
Two-hundred rounds inside the G-wagon (damn)
F*cked her one time and she won't stop braggin' (damn)
Half a mil' cash, all Andrew Jacksons
Got a project bitch, look like Janet Jackson (woo)
I got three-tone on
Yellow gold, rose gold, white gold, but my pistol plastic (yeah, yeah, hey)
I can't stick my dick in her, that bitch a duck (bitch)
Nigga, you broke, I don't wanna link up (uh-uh)
I know they hatin', but I don't give a f*ck (ayy)
Might wake up and bando the car, just because (ayy)
I turn a millionaire bitch to my slut (bitch)
Codeine Kool-Aid all in my cup (dirty)
She told her daddy she f*ckin' the plug
Grew up infatuated with drugs
She told her daddy she f*ckin' a thug (a gangster)
Makin' my jewels wet, this shit look suds (like suds)
Blew me a hundred one day, just because (a hundred)
Legendary Crip nigga, I'm the big cuz' (big cuz')
Stuck with my day-ones, we come out that mud (on God)
Can't f*ck on no broke bitch, she can't even get a hug (uh-uh)
Paper Route business, rich niggas, we live it up
Caught me a bomb and I took the whole ticket up
Broke-ass niggas, they ain't even keepin' up (yessir)
Instagram model, she gon' let me beat it up
Right behind this, she gon' eat all my semen up (uh-uh)
Send the blitz on your block, watch the car creepin' up
Turned nothin' to somethin', they didn't believe in us (believe that)
We talkin' 'bout millions, tell me where we meetin' up (we meetin' up)
Mention the gas, on they ass, I'ma keep it up (I'ma keep it up)
Young nigga, take yourself, call the Grim Reaper up
Two-thousand, never done seen her
Turtle with speed water, bitch do the leave (true story)
Feelin' the spot and I'm runnin' through P's (runnin' through P's)
F*ckin' this foreign bitch and she speak Portuguese
Cuz got the chopper, won't let you get close to me
Servin' up Grammy, like f*ckin' the nominees
We know you a bitch, no, you can't get up under me (uh-uh)
We f*ck up the VIP, but pull up, we a hundred deep (yeah)
A hundred racks got my skinnies saggin' (damn)
Two-hundred rounds inside the G-wagon (damn)
F*cked her one time and she won't stop braggin' (damn)
Half a mil' cash, all Andrew Jacksons
Got a project bitch, look like Janet Jackson (woo)
I got three-tone on
Yellow gold, rose gold, white gold, but my pistol plastic (yeah, yeah, hey)
I can't stick my dick in her, that bitch a duck (bitch)
Nigga, you broke, I don't wanna link up (uh-uh)
I know they hatin', but I don't give a f*ck (ayy)
Might wake up and bando the car, just because (ayy)
I turn a millionaire bitch to my slut (bitch)
Codeine Kool-Aid all in my cup (dirty)
She told her daddy she f*ckin' the plug
Grew up infatuated with drugs (Bandz, yeah)
Fell in love with the chop', ain't no love for no ho (no)
I'm in the bando, come get a combo (combo )
I might show you some love if you get ten or more
I'm the lil' nigga on the block, sellin' grams at the corner store
Now a nigga got a boatload (boatload)
Hundred bun on me, got my pockets on swole (on swole)
Ice on my neck and my wrist got me froze (ice, yeah)
Walk out the mansion, I hop in a spaceship (skrrt)
Play with my gang, bitch, you gon' get a facelift (baow)
Keep a Drac' on me with a banana clip (Drac')
Got the whole hood behind, I'm a legend like Nip' (Nip')
Blew a black flame, nigga, I'll never flip
I f*ck with the Bloods and the Crips (Crips)
I'm colorblind, all my niggas, they shootin' off the rip (off the hip)
Bankroll in my pocket, got my pants saggy (saggy)
Big racks in my skinny jeans, make 'em baggy (baggy)
Fell in love with the chopper, sendin' dope like my daddy (ayy)
Hood full of nothin' but dope fiends and crack addicts (yeah)
Hustlers and shooters, we ball like the Mavericks (ball)
I'm a blockstar, bitch, I've never been average (blockstar)
I'm a rockstar, bitch, I've never been average (rockstar)
Trapper, not a rapper, bitch, you know I ain't average (nah, on gang)
A hundred racks got my skinnies saggin' (damn)
Two-hundred rounds inside the G-wagon (damn)
F*cked her one time and she won't stop braggin' (damn)
Half a mil' cash, all Andrew Jacksons
Got a project bitch, look like Janet Jackson (woo)
I got three-tone on
Yellow gold, rose gold, white gold, but my pistol plastic (yeah, yeah, hey)
I can't stick my dick in her, that bitch a duck (bitch)
Nigga, you broke, I don't wanna link up (uh-uh)
I know they hatin', but I don't give a f*ck (ayy)
Might wake up and bando the car, just because (ayy)
I turn a millionaire bitch to my slut (bitch)
Codeine Kool-Aid all in my cup (dirty)
She told her daddy she f*ckin' the plug
Grew up infatuated with drugs
Big rocks (okay)
Big straps (okay)
(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah
A hundred racks got my skinnies saggin' (damn)
Two-hundred rounds inside the G-wagon (damn)
F*cked her one time and she won't stop braggin' (damn)
Half a mil' cash, all Andrew Jacksons
Got a project bitch, look like Janet Jackson (woo)
I got three-tone on
Yellow gold, rose gold, white gold, but my pistol plastic (yeah, yeah, hey)
I can't stick my dick in her, that bitch a duck (bitch)
Nigga, you broke, I don't wanna link up (uh-uh)
I know they hatin', but I don't give a f*ck (ayy)
Might wake up and bando the car, just because (ayy)
I turn a millionaire bitch to my slut (bitch)
Codeine Kool-Aid all in my cup (dirty)
She told her daddy she f*ckin' the plug
Grew up infatuated with drugs
She told her daddy she f*ckin' a thug (a gangster)
Makin' my jewels wet, this shit look suds (like suds)
Blew me a hundred one day, just because (a hundred)
Legendary Crip nigga, I'm the big cuz' (big cuz')
Stuck with my day-ones, we come out that mud (on God)
Can't f*ck on no broke bitch, she can't even get a hug (uh-uh)
Paper Route business, rich niggas, we live it up
Caught me a bomb and I took the whole ticket up
Broke-ass niggas, they ain't even keepin' up (yessir)
Instagram model, she gon' let me beat it up
Right behind this, she gon' eat all my semen up (uh-uh)
Send the blitz on your block, watch the car creepin' up
Turned nothin' to somethin', they didn't believe in us (believe that)
We talkin' 'bout millions, tell me where we meetin' up (we meetin' up)
Mention the gas, on they ass, I'ma keep it up (I'ma keep it up)
Young nigga, take yourself, call the Grim Reaper up
Two-thousand, never done seen her
Turtle with speed water, bitch do the leave (true story)
Feelin' the spot and I'm runnin' through P's (runnin' through P's)
F*ckin' this foreign bitch and she speak Portuguese
Cuz got the chopper, won't let you get close to me
Servin' up Grammy, like f*ckin' the nominees
We know you a bitch, no, you can't get up under me (uh-uh)
We f*ck up the VIP, but pull up, we a hundred deep (yeah)
A hundred racks got my skinnies saggin' (damn)
Two-hundred rounds inside the G-wagon (damn)
F*cked her one time and she won't stop braggin' (damn)
Half a mil' cash, all Andrew Jacksons
Got a project bitch, look like Janet Jackson (woo)
I got three-tone on
Yellow gold, rose gold, white gold, but my pistol plastic (yeah, yeah, hey)
I can't stick my dick in her, that bitch a duck (bitch)
Nigga, you broke, I don't wanna link up (uh-uh)
I know they hatin', but I don't give a f*ck (ayy)
Might wake up and bando the car, just because (ayy)
I turn a millionaire bitch to my slut (bitch)
Codeine Kool-Aid all in my cup (dirty)
She told her daddy she f*ckin' the plug
Grew up infatuated with drugs (Bandz, yeah)
Fell in love with the chop', ain't no love for no ho (no)
I'm in the bando, come get a combo (combo )
I might show you some love if you get ten or more
I'm the lil' nigga on the block, sellin' grams at the corner store
Now a nigga got a boatload (boatload)
Hundred bun on me, got my pockets on swole (on swole)
Ice on my neck and my wrist got me froze (ice, yeah)
Walk out the mansion, I hop in a spaceship (skrrt)
Play with my gang, bitch, you gon' get a facelift (baow)
Keep a Drac' on me with a banana clip (Drac')
Got the whole hood behind, I'm a legend like Nip' (Nip')
Blew a black flame, nigga, I'll never flip
I f*ck with the Bloods and the Crips (Crips)
I'm colorblind, all my niggas, they shootin' off the rip (off the hip)
Bankroll in my pocket, got my pants saggy (saggy)
Big racks in my skinny jeans, make 'em baggy (baggy)
Fell in love with the chopper, sendin' dope like my daddy (ayy)
Hood full of nothin' but dope fiends and crack addicts (yeah)
Hustlers and shooters, we ball like the Mavericks (ball)
I'm a blockstar, bitch, I've never been average (blockstar)
I'm a rockstar, bitch, I've never been average (rockstar)
Trapper, not a rapper, bitch, you know I ain't average (nah, on gang)
A hundred racks got my skinnies saggin' (damn)
Two-hundred rounds inside the G-wagon (damn)
F*cked her one time and she won't stop braggin' (damn)
Half a mil' cash, all Andrew Jacksons
Got a project bitch, look like Janet Jackson (woo)
I got three-tone on
Yellow gold, rose gold, white gold, but my pistol plastic (yeah, yeah, hey)
I can't stick my dick in her, that bitch a duck (bitch)
Nigga, you broke, I don't wanna link up (uh-uh)
I know they hatin', but I don't give a f*ck (ayy)
Might wake up and bando the car, just because (ayy)
I turn a millionaire bitch to my slut (bitch)
Codeine Kool-Aid all in my cup (dirty)
She told her daddy she f*ckin' the plug
Grew up infatuated with drugs
Writer: Adolph Jr. Thornton, Elgin Williams, Big Moochie Grape
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC