YB, YB, YB
I didn't come for the drama
I came for the commas and commas
And commas and commas and commas
Go cry to your mama, I bomb like Osama
Ride it Yokohama
I came for the dollars and dollars and dollars and dollars
An dollars and dollars and dollars and dollars
Foot on your neck like a collar
Knew I would've been a baller
Money chase, stack it taller
Smart, could've been a scholar
Imma just say that I'm better than everyone
Me on a track versus anyone
I'ma just say that I'm better than everyone
Me on a track versus anyone
You don't match, it's a mismatch
You can f*ck around and get your shit snatched
I'ma pull up on him in an all black whip that
In fact, carry five bitches, no chit chat
Got a 40 on me, better get back if you wanna keep your head intact
If I want it, then you know I got it
You calling my number, then I gotta block it
Don't got what I want, then I tell him restock it
Don't look at the prices, I'm copping
Don't look at the price when I'm shopping
New whip, I been getting some top in
Gotta clique, that's for life that you not in
I be cutting out bitches like cropping
I be dropping these bitches like stocking
You hearing this shit, never flopping
YungBoy Pay$on - Dollas N Dollas Lyrics
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English
YB, YB, YB
I didn't come for the drama
I came for the commas and commas
And commas and commas and commas
Go cry to your mama, I bomb like Osama
Ride it Yokohama
I came for the dollars and dollars and dollars and dollars
An dollars and dollars and dollars and dollars
Foot on your neck like a collar
Knew I would've been a baller
Money chase, stack it taller
Smart, could've been a scholar
Imma just say that I'm better than everyone
Me on a track versus anyone
I'ma just say that I'm better than everyone
Me on a track versus anyone
You don't match, it's a mismatch
You can f*ck around and get your shit snatched
I'ma pull up on him in an all black whip that
In fact, carry five bitches, no chit chat
Got a 40 on me, better get back if you wanna keep your head intact
If I want it, then you know I got it
You calling my number, then I gotta block it
Don't got what I want, then I tell him restock it
Don't look at the prices, I'm copping
Don't look at the price when I'm shopping
New whip, I been getting some top in
Gotta clique, that's for life that you not in
I be cutting out bitches like cropping
I be dropping these bitches like stocking
You hearing this shit, never flopping
I didn't come for the drama
I came for the commas and commas
And commas and commas and commas
Go cry to your mama, I bomb like Osama
Ride it Yokohama
I came for the dollars and dollars and dollars and dollars
An dollars and dollars and dollars and dollars
Foot on your neck like a collar
Knew I would've been a baller
Money chase, stack it taller
Smart, could've been a scholar
Imma just say that I'm better than everyone
Me on a track versus anyone
I'ma just say that I'm better than everyone
Me on a track versus anyone
You don't match, it's a mismatch
You can f*ck around and get your shit snatched
I'ma pull up on him in an all black whip that
In fact, carry five bitches, no chit chat
Got a 40 on me, better get back if you wanna keep your head intact
If I want it, then you know I got it
You calling my number, then I gotta block it
Don't got what I want, then I tell him restock it
Don't look at the prices, I'm copping
Don't look at the price when I'm shopping
New whip, I been getting some top in
Gotta clique, that's for life that you not in
I be cutting out bitches like cropping
I be dropping these bitches like stocking
You hearing this shit, never flopping
Writer: Preston Powell
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid