Lyrics Young Dolph

Young Dolph

SMH

When you met me bitch I was just like this

Why the fuck is you mad?

If a nigga don't work then he don't get paid

So why the fuck is you mad?

When I was fucked up you didn't fuck with me

So why the fuck is you mad?

Why the fuck is you mad?

Huh, why the fuck is you mad?

Dolph just pulled up in the hood again with some new paper tags

Got your girl in the passenger seat, she agreed to a one night stand

Don't talk to your bitch about me, she might become a fan

So why the fuck is you mad?

Oh that's why they mad?

I just pulled up in that drop top

With my shirt off and my hand cocked

Four chains on and a big watch (that's that big-faced Rollie bruh)

I'm just doin' it how the shit done

'Cause this how we do it where I'm from

I just ordered me another charm

And another whip and you know it's foreign

I just keep going and going

Counting money at four in the morning

Crack the seal, keep pouring and pouring

Oh is that why you mad?

Because I'm out here collecting all this cash?

'Cause every chance I get I show my ass

I got two-somethin' on the dash

I don't want it if it don't go fast

I don't want her if she don't got no ass

Like my bitches thick and my weed strong

My partners real and my scrilla long

Designer everything, every day on this paper chase

An extra five-hundred K put away just for a rainy day