a-plus (remix)
young dolph
thug nigga get your cake up
we're smokin' on that a-plus
uuuuh. thick bitch with me got that a-plus
i'm flyin' through the city in a 2 seater
runnin' red lights pourin' up syrup
thick bitch with me poppin' pain killers
i'm smokin' loud a.k.a. that brain killer
bought a house in the hood to sell kush there
five franklyns for my prada footwear
my family infested with dope fiends
guess it run in my jeans cause i'm sprung on codeine
the bad bitches show me love
snitches tellin' on me got the feds investigatin'
the illest nigga in my city nigga
these lil' niggas midgrade
first thing first when i wake up
i brush my teeth and roll a blunt of a-plus
plus you sold kush he make you wanna lay us
bitch you got that a-plus
she off the chain with it
i pull up with the calculator
i been running with them thug niggas
it's a land full of drug dealers
you say you scared of what? you better be scared of us
fuck a entourage - bricks all on my bus
i bought a mansion in the hills to hide dope there
but there really ain't no hope there
i bought a condo and i do not have no clothes there
don't do nothing but cook o's there
they gonna strap me to that old chair
'bout to sweep it under the rug
i called my plug and spent a hundred on some a-plus
gave her a stack just for her weave and her make-up
she quick to tell a fuck nigga
who the fuck you think she got it from? she dolph girl
i'm counting money while she loading up the mossberg
seventy racks on my old-school
got a challenger on my left wrist
everything i got came from me pumping a-plus in south memphis
y'all know how i get down
in the trap going pound for pound
i got a little toy that hold a hundred rounds
and a stupid-ass pair of d squares
i'm in ruth's chris with your man there