[Intro: Young Scooter & Young Dolph]

Memphis team, Paper Route (Go, go)

Flyin' packs landin' in the jugg house

Yeah, yeah

Ayy, Dolph

I’m on the Paper Route too nigga

I’m on the Paper Route too nigga

[Chorus: Young Dolph]

My childhood friend grew up and became a Blood (Yeah)

But I grew up and made a living off of drugs (Yeah)

Seventy G's invested in my own whip (Invest, yeah)

'72 Chevelle same color as the Crips (Yeah)

My childhood friend grew up and became a Blood (Yeah)

But I grew up and made a living off of drugs (Yeah)

Seventy G's invested in my own whip (Free bands, yeah)

'72 Chevelle same color as the Crips

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]

72 Chevelle same color as the Crips

Same color diamonds in my motherfucking ears (Ayy)

The pastor in the church selling my grandmama hope

Dolph in the hood, counting money, selling dope

My childhood friend grew up and became a Blood

But I grew up, got addicted to money and found the plug

Police run in here, it's too much dope to flush

Remember I count two hundred bands and said this ain’t enough (Damn)

Super sport with wet paint, big feet (Woah, damn)

I pull up and kill shit, six feet (What? Ayy)

One street, three spots, a hunred pounds

Eight scales, ten straps, a thousand rounds

[Chorus: Young Dolph]

My childhood friend grew up and became a Blood (Yeah)

But I grew up and made a living off of drugs (Yeah)

Seventy G's invested in my own whip (Free bands, yeah)

'72 Chevelle same color as the Crips (Yeah)

My childhood friend grew up and became a Blood (Yeah)

But I grew up and made a living off of drugs (Yeah)

Seventy G's invested in my own whip (Free bands, yeah)

'72 Chevelle same color as the Crips

[Verse 2: Young Scooter]

My partner gang bang but I ain't joined the gang (Nah)

Scooter run the fucking Black Amigo money gang (What up?)

Fifty thousand dollar ring, watch plain Jane (Watchin')

My nigga low-key Cali' creeping and he'll bust a brain

I do a lot of Cali business, they got cheap things (Things)

Flush this shit, I know I’m never going broke again

Memphis team, Paper Route (Go, go)

Flying packs landing at the jugg house

I grew up a hustler trappin' at my mama house

When she go to work I turn it to a crack house (Yeah)

'72 Chevelle same color the Crips

Dope with no smell, it go for twenty-six (Yeah)

[Chorus: Young Dolph]

My childhood friend grew up and became a Blood (Yeah)

But I grew up and made a living off of drugs (Yeah)

Seventy G's invested in my own whip (Free bands, yeah)

'72 Chevelle same color as the Crips (Yeah)

My childhood friend grew up and became a Blood (Yeah)

But I grew up and made a living off of drugs (Yeah)

Seventy G's invested in my own whip (Free bands, yeah)

'72 Chevelle same color as the Crips

[Verse 3: Project Pat]

Patta flip off, money like a wendy’s burglar

Start big, I'm for a young nigga on a curber

Run to casa, hustle crack off the worker

Play with my dough, chop a bullet, might just murk ya (Yeah)

He said if I turned, mo bitch only twenty

Sellin' pills and weed, I was getting money

Just another nigga made a million off of words

Police arrest me like I made a million off of birds

I flip the strip and made a lick, I'm the shit like a turd

That choppa blow yo' ass away, yo' shoe left on the curb

A nigga gotta make a way 'cause I ain't tryna loose

I ain't givin' a ho you can call me Scrooge (Yeah)

[Chorus: Young Dolph]

My childhood friend grew up and became a Blood (Yeah)

But I grew up and made a living off of drugs (Yeah)

Seventy G's invested in my own whip (Free bands, yeah)

'72 Chevelle same color as the Crips (Yeah)

My childhood friend grew up and became a Blood (Yeah)

But I grew up and made a living off of drugs (Yeah)

Seventy G's invested in my own whip (Free bands, yeah)

'72 Chevelle same color as the Crips