This is a song about "I be getting this dough"

Up on her. i was doing my thing i was getting this

Have some adultery, baby, don't you go be so childish

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Up on her. i was doing my thing i was getting this

I know that cars and gold bars can bring in bitches and dough,

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

Info like this getting out is one thing you can't be affordin',

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

And i listen to thought

This crap is just soft as dough, dog

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

And i guess since this is my first rap im getting nervous so thats a wrap

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

So much dough i supply the bakery

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

I can't rap to this beat anymore, it's getting me to gag bad,