Pass me a lighter man...

Aye I'm in the booth right now right

And I look around and I finally realize...

That I done turned myself to a motherf**king self made millionaire you digg

Everybody love me except for one group of bitch ass niggas...

Aye don't play with me, play with your bitch

Let's go



Don't play with me, play with your bitch

Young nigga on some multi million dollar shit

Fur coat, half a million worth of ice on

I'm lit up like a nigga cut the Christmas lights on

Why the f**k do you be so fresh Dolph?

Why you keep your foot on these niggas neck Dolph?

Cause we at the top, but we really from the bottom

Tell them pussies f**k em and that's how I feel about them

Heard your intro your last two mixtapes

I hear you sleek dissin' but that shit lame

All that make believe rappin' about cocaine

Don't play with me Ho Gotti you a hoe mane

You went from my biggest fan, to my biggest hater

Begging me to sign with you, but I had too much paper

Still that same nigga that used to front your big brother

Found that he a bitch too now I call him your big sister (Bitch)

You still that same nigga that was beefin' with a dyke (But you a gangsta tho?)

How can I take you serious? Aight

They said them pussy niggas on your team iron your draws

They say you make them pussy ass niggas call you boss

But they can't call you King (why?)

Because that's Dolph

I can't drink out that two liter, because that's raw

The streets ours

That new 488 came with a lot of power

My lil niggas banging and let them send some scattered showers

Don't play with me, play with your bitch

Matter fact when I f**ked her she told me you a bitch

And tell that old nigga from my hood with you that he a bitch

You make the city look bad, that's the truth

f**k nigga I be in North Memphis more than you

I shot my first twenty videos in my hood

You a pussy I heard they never see you in your hood

Nigga quit playin'

Ten M's up, what the f**k, I'm just sayin'

Oh you must be mad cause they call Memphis Dolphland

I'm at the Super Bowl my money on the Falcons

Aye you big head motherf**ker

Why you hatin' so much?

Oh I forgot you came up rappin' dissin' Three 6 Mafia

Sleek dissin' and dodgin' me nigga let's get it poppin'

Old pussy ass nigga

Old pussy ass nigga

Was talking 'bout me in your song prior to the side

Found my number in her phone and it hurt your pride

Found my number in her phone and it hurt your pride

When they hear this shit, they gon play it five times

Got a lot of foreign cars, that I get too high to drive

Don't play with me, play with your bitch

Don't play with me, play with your bitch



So, so I told myself a long time ago right

I said "I ain't gonna expose this pussy ass nigga man, cause we from the same city"

You know, and your whole pussy ass team knows nigga

I've been sparing your bitch ass for the past 5 years nigga

You know that shit man, come on man

CM who?

CMF

The Cocaine Musik Faggots

I know, you know, the whole motherf**kin' city know

You's a bitch

Don't play with me man, play with your bitch

Say what you want

I'm the same lil nigga bro, that was helping your big pussy ass brother put food on his table when you wasn't f**king with him bro

Put it like this, ayo

You was ridin' in the city beefin' with a dyke my nigga

I don't know no gangsters that beef with motherf**kin' dykes, my nigga

That motherf**ker saw that, touchdown, reload it

All that shit, whatever the f**k it was nigga

Nigga you was talkin' boutta dyke nigga

Nigga you was beefin' with a dyke out there in North Memphis were you from nigga

Nigga you a bitch nigga

Ho Gotti I'm dissapointed in you man

Stay in your place homie, you know what's up with me

Tell your fat ass big brother man I said he a bitch too

Matter fact your big sister

Tell your fat ass big sister that I said he a bitch too

Naw mean

Aye you's a bitch nigga

The whole city know that, streets know that

Stay out my way f**k nigga

Aye, young nigga, self made, rich shit, fast cars, fast bitches, yeah...