Young Dolph - Attic lyrics

[Young Dolph - Attic lyrics]

Momma and daddy used to be a crack addict
I never go back broke
Keep a milli in the attic
Remember sleepin' on the floor, down badly
Fast forward, the young nigga living lavish
If you see her with me
She one of the baddest you see all these
Motherfucking diamonds dancing
And all of these racks
Stuffed inside my pants, damn
And I got your girl P poppin' on a handstand

Dope boys do what they wanna
Suckers do what they can
Bad red bitch with me
She talkin' bout she need a tan
Every five days nigga
That's another hundred grand
Hatin' on me around your bitch
You just making that bitch a fan
Can't make up my mind whether
I want a Lambo or Rarri
Wish my grandma was here
Just so I could tell her I'm sorry
Sorry for having all of them pounds
Of weed in your gardens
Now I get 30 just to walk
In and turn up and party
When there wasn't no more room
I slept on the floor
Bitch I just hit the strip club
Threw some stacks on the floor
Hey, I just cut the lights on
When I walked in the door
Quarter milly worth of ice
Just look how it glow
Don't pull on the side of me
Boy your car too slow
Them hitters right beside me
They shoot when I say go
I get too fucking high
Don't know how to lay low
All I know is street money, RIP to Bankroll

Momma and daddy used to be a crack addict
I never go back broke
Keep a milli in the attic
Remember sleepin' on the floor, down badly
Fast forward, the young nigga living lavish
If you see her with me
She one of the baddest you see all these
Motherfucking diamonds dancing
And all of these racks
Stuffed inside my pants, damn
And I got your girl P poppin' on a handstand

Keep a whole lotta gualla with me
And a whole lotta shottas with me
(Nigga you ain't Jamaican)
I mean a lot of shooters with me
Slow down on lean, it's fucking up my kidneys
If she thick, I give that girl a business
With the shit, nah we don't leave no witness
Between me and them
Yeah it's a big difference
They some fuck niggas but
I'ma keep it pimpin' she met a real nigga
And started catching feelings
My car goes real fast and
It ain't got no ceiling
I smoke exotic gas and my root beer filthy
I killed that pussy last night
She said I'm guilty
I slammed the whole pack
The plug got me ballin'
My jeweler flooded me with alkaline water
I told your momma thank you
For your fine ass daughter
Then called my plug and placed another order

Momma and daddy used to be a crack addict
I never go back broke
Keep a milli in the attic
Remember sleepin' on the floor, down badly
Fast forward, the young nigga living lavish
If you see her with me
She one of the baddest you see all these
Motherfucking diamonds dancing
And all of these racks
Stuffed inside my pants, damn
And I got your girl P poppin' on a handstand

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