[Intro]

(Izze The Producer)

Yeah

Ayy, man, you seen my phone?

Which one, man?

Not that phone, the trap phone

Paper Route Business, bitch (Honorary Member)

[Chorus]

Yeah, my bitch, she bad (Woah)

All my niggas rich (Woah)

I got work for cheap (Ayy)

Damn, I feel like Meech (It's Dolph)

Two-tone Wraith (Yeah)

On some big feet (What?)

I fucked her to sleep (Uh)

Then jumped back in the streets (Skrrt)

Mama put me out (Trappin')

I'm straight out the trap (Trap)

Stuffed a hundred in a box and sent 'em 'cross the map (Hah)

I'm geeked up on that lean (Pour up)

Countin' while you sleep (Yeah)

Everybody eat

Damn, I feel like Meech

[Verse 1]

My car don't got a top (Drop)

It's money when I talk

Got a beam on my Glock (Ayy)

And I'm drinking raw (Dirty)

Lil' mama so fine, I went up in that pussy raw (What/)

Then I fucked her friend (Damn)

She said, "You a dog"

I heard they want me dead, so now I'm flexin' even harder (It's Dolph)

I pull up in that Ferrari rockin' a lot of water (Bling)

Fuck the other side (Fuck 'em)

It's a homicide (Fuck 'em)

Numbers don't lie (Nah)

My trap on fire, he

Every time you see me, I be lit as fuck, yeah, yeah

In the strip club throwin' that shit up (Woah, woah)

I feel like Shawty Lo (Yeah), I'm the man (Ayy)

Two-steppin', countin' paper, that's my money dance (Woo)

[Chorus]

Yeah, my bitch, she bad (Woah)

All my niggas rich (Woah)

I got work for cheap (Ayy)

Damn, I feel like Meech (It's Dolph)

Two-tone Wraith (Yeah)

On some big feet (What?)

I fucked her to sleep (Uh)

Then jumped back in the streets (Skrrt)

Mama put me out (Trappin')

I'm straight out the trap (Trap)

Stuffed a hundred in a box and sent 'em 'cross the map (Hah)

I'm geeked up on that lean (Pour up)

Countin' while you sleep (Yeah)

Everybody eat

Damn, I feel like Meech

[Verse 2]

Damn, I feel like Meech (Uh)

I think we BMF (Gang)

Slammin' all these pounds I need a championship belt (Ayy)

Pull up (Woo), pick up (Woo)

Pull off (Woo), drop off (Woo)

Top off (Woo), it's Dolph (It's Dolph)

Cough syrup, no cough (Pour up)

Yeah, I come from a place where they don't make it out (Hey, hey)

Young nigga snortin' pills ready to take you out (For real)

My bitch bad and juicy

I wear Roberto Cavalli every Tuesday (Ayy)

Medicine what I'm sippin' for real (Woah)

I got your bitch skinny dippin' at the crib (Turn up)

I'm servin' and countin' (Hah), smokin' ounces (Yeah)

I just made a play (Trap), for 300K

[Chorus]

Yeah, my bitch, she bad (Woah)

All my niggas rich (Woah)

I got work for cheap (Ayy)

Damn, I feel like Meech (It's Dolph)

Two-tone Wraith (Yeah)

On some big feet (What?)

I fucked her to sleep (Uh)

Then jumped back in the streets (Skrrt)

Mama put me out (Trappin')

I'm straight out the trap (Trap)

Stuffed a hundred in a box and sent 'em 'cross the map (Hah)

I'm geeked up on that lean (Pour up)

Countin' while you sleep (Yeah)

Everybody eat

Damn, I feel like Meech