Blow Sniffer - Young Dolph

My homie vice lord, but my cousin selling 4

My homie vice lord, but my cousin selling 4

My homie vice lord, but my cousin selling 4

But me, I’m that lil nigga with the socky selling dope

My gun fully loaded like my motherfuckin yo

You can tell I’m straight from South Memphis how I talk

All this damb money got me limpin when I walk

I keep the pimpin when I open up my mouth

I told shawty «close your eyes and open up your mouth»

I fucked your bitch on the floor in my trap house

Money on the floor, weed in the air

I ran out of room, so I stashed P’s in the chair

I would say you’re selfish, but I don’t really care

My trap stupid, fresh designer’s all I wear

Selling dope, fucking bitches, counting money, ducking snitches

Better watch what you say, when I find outk, I’m gon come get ya

, flexing hard, taking pictures

I heard that she a blow sniffer

2 AM, when I pull up at the club

Nina in my got the chopper in the trunk

We just take pictures with the bitches, passing blunts

Nigga get it wrong, and we gon tear this bitch up

smoking on the best bud

Drop a 4 in the Lean, man that’s what you call mud

My cliantell love me cause I always show love

Leaving out my trap, 80 racks all dubs

Lil mama got a body like that remind me of a stripper

Yeah she fine as fuck, but she can’t hold her liquor

She grabbing on my zipper, begging me to hit her

I bent over,

Selling dope, fucking bitches, counting money, ducking snitches

Better watch what you say, when I find outk, I’m gon come get ya

, flexing hard, taking pictures

I heard that she a blow sniffer