I Got A Dollar lyrics
by Luh Tyler
Aye (BD you made this?)
Yeah n*gga (f*ck yes okay)
Ight shoo shoo ouu n*gga ouu yuh
This b*tch actin' crazy, don't post my story
They standin' my baby, somebody call Morry
I stay in my lane, I'm feelin' like Tory
These n*ggas gon' change, I'm already knowing
She come off the head like a toupee
I done made about a couple racks today
Ball on a n*gga like it's 2K
Gettin' to them bands Hip Hop Hooray
Like a birthday n*gga gettin' to the cake
Everybody good n*gga know we straight
Steppin on they neck n*gga do it everyday
Ion gotta sweat know the money on the way
Ion gotta sweat know that money comin' in
Ya b*tch on her knee but still finna sin
We done took a loos but we still finna win
Lil hoe trynna greed onna steal with her friend
She still tryna greed n*gga know she a magnet
Pullin on her hair goddamn it's nappy
Smackin' on that ass like I'm her papi
Ger her nails done just to make her happy
You can get a french tip but you can't get a ring
She got her french tip done by Ling Ling
Chinese when I talk yeah n*gga bling bling
She keep blowin' up my phone like n*gga ring ring
n*gga high up in the clouds, I'm in a different time zone
You don't got no diamonds heard lil buddy rockin' rhinestones
With Mary Jane I'm in the trees, I'm feelin' like a pine cone
Yeah we in the stu like everyday we gotta keep that grind on
Yeah you got finessed yo chain a lil rusty
Pretty lil b*tch but her lip big musty
Lil jhit mad cuz he a lil dusty
Yeah n*gga twenty wall all in my muppet
Speed to the cass n*gga feel like Sonic
And my eyes red n*gga know I'm on it
Look at yo head b*tch where's yo bonnet
Gettin' to them figures I feel like Tommy
This sh*t gettin' crazy tell a n*gga don't panic
Getti'n to them band and them n*ggas can't stand it
Lie to a b*tch got a hoe speakin' Spanish
My n*gga do magic he gon make the pack vanish
And steal yo b*tch that ain't my lady
Yo grandma said you handsome baby
I keep it cool, I keep it gravy
She addicted like crack in the 80s
Gotta get that b*tch from round
Dog b*tch came from the pound
Shh b*tch don't make a sound
Wait wait wait wait
Hold on yeezy turn it down
Yeah we back now (b*tch)
My pockets fat now
Can't hit it cuz that pack loud
That's that smack down
The hottest yeah they say it's me
Skrt skrt I'm in that AMG
Rizz God I feel like AMP
Can't get a feat you ain't pay the fee
They go crazy when they see me
They watch me on they TV
These n*ggas wanna be me
Trynna tell ya it ain't easy
But they don't wanna listen
They watchin' from the outside
I'm gettin' to that chicken
Yeah n*gga know I'm 'bout mine
NBA b*tch I'm a baller
This dumb little b*tch know I can't call her
b*tch I need my money taller
Hey hey hey yeah, I got a dollar
I got a dollar, hey hey hey hey
I got a dollar, hey hey hey hey
I got a dollar, hey hey hey hey, b*tch
I got a dollar, hey hey hey hey
I got a dollar, hey hey hey hey
I got a dollar, hey hey hey hey
I got a dollar, hey hey hey hey, b*tch
I got a dollar, hey hey hey hey
n*gga
Yeah
Skii