[Chorus: Young Dolph]

Just another dope boy having thangs

Just another dope boy having thangs, man

Just another dope boy having thangs

Just another dope boy having thangs, man

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]

Just another dope boy having things

You know it's more money than motherfucking problems

I went and got more money and got more motherfucking trouble

Half of my partners sellin' dope and the other half robbin'

All my niggas mobsters

Million dollar meeting at the round table over promethazine [?]

These niggas imposters, you ain't never had no plug

You ain't never got no pack

You ain't never ever send the bitch through the airport with a hundred stacks

Hope she make it safe and I pray to god that I make it back

I told my neighbourhood in California

I'm with five plugs, put that on my momma

We chasin' commas

[Chorus: Young Dolph]

Just another dope boy having thangs

Just another dope boy having thangs, man

Just another dope boy having thangs

Just another dope boy having thangs, man

[Verse 2: Peewee Longway]

Dope dancing in the pot, when it cook bland vanilla

Just another dopeboy who be juugin' for the scrilla

[?] I'm a dealer, Glock 40, big pistol

Pissing molly, booming missiles

Serving [?] out my swisher

[?] in my [?]

Just another [?]

When I pull up to the cabin, turning [?] dabbin

Hundred gas bags juugged, I like my money neat

Trapping, I don't miss a beat

[?] for a feature, and all of my [?] free

Ran through [?] weed

Trapping and rapping [?]

[?] gold, diamond cuban link

Presidential Roley, dripping like a sink

Got the blue magic Frank, [?] mink

Double R [?]

Double cup, sipping on Easter pink

Dolph and Longway, it's a plug link

Longway, bitch!

[Chorus: Young Dolph]

Just another dope boy having thangs

Just another dope boy having thangs, man

Just another dope boy having thangs

Just another dope boy having thangs, man