Dough Songtext
(Ayo, BandPlay)
Uh
Let's go
Big Grim Reaper Gang
(Let the band play)
Uh
Still take a Perc' for the pain, stopped poppin' them bars, almost drove me insane
Super straight-eight, this a big-body tank
No regular, wait 'til you hear this bitch crank
Uh
Let's go
Big Grim Reaper Gang
(Let the band play)
Uh
Still take a Perc' for the pain, stopped poppin' them bars, almost drove me insane
Super straight-eight, this a big-body tank
No regular, wait 'til you hear this bitch crank
Damn, it feels good puttin' bread in the bank
And it's fuck all of them teachers and all of them niggas and bitches who said that I can't
Young nigga havin' my way with the bank
Woah, and I be seein' it, secretly niggas be tryna come copy the flow
No, I told her I'm special like magic 'cause after we fuck, yeah, I turn to a ghost
Gone, bread on your head, got them young niggas slidin' with the heat, tryna turn into toast
And I know some niggas who steppin' in real life and not on the internet posts
Yeah, pour a four in my Sprite, it look gross (Mud)
Old naggin'-ass bitch do the most
Say he got grazed, god damn, that was close
Next time, I'ma aim that bitch right at his door
Smokin' exotic, one hit make you choke
Drac' get to hittin', feel it shake through the floor
Get to the money, that's all that I know
Get off your ass and go get you some dough
Uh, woah
Dough
Go get you some dough
Just left the bank with a roll, plug, he just sent me pack, 'fore it land, it was sold I bet I can get this shit gone as much as these junkies keep callin' and textin' my phone
Get you some dough
Uh, woah
Dough
Go get you some dough
Just left the bank with a roll, plug, he just sent me pack, 'fore it land, it was sold
I bet I can get this shit gone as much as these junkies keep callin' and textin' my phone
And it's fuck all of them teachers and all of them niggas and bitches who said that I can't
Young nigga havin' my way with the bank
Woah, and I be seein' it, secretly niggas be tryna come copy the flow
No, I told her I'm special like magic 'cause after we fuck, yeah, I turn to a ghost
Gone, bread on your head, got them young niggas slidin' with the heat, tryna turn into toast
And I know some niggas who steppin' in real life and not on the internet posts
Yeah, pour a four in my Sprite, it look gross (Mud)
Old naggin'-ass bitch do the most
Say he got grazed, god damn, that was close
Next time, I'ma aim that bitch right at his door
Smokin' exotic, one hit make you choke
Drac' get to hittin', feel it shake through the floor
Get to the money, that's all that I know
Get off your ass and go get you some dough
Uh, woah
Dough
Go get you some dough
Just left the bank with a roll, plug, he just sent me pack, 'fore it land, it was sold I bet I can get this shit gone as much as these junkies keep callin' and textin' my phone
Get you some dough
Uh, woah
Dough
Go get you some dough
Just left the bank with a roll, plug, he just sent me pack, 'fore it land, it was sold
I bet I can get this shit gone as much as these junkies keep callin' and textin' my phone
