Dough Hunting (Remix)

Dough Hunting (Remix)
Nigga you got me fuc*** up
Out here fuckin' with these weak ass hoes like you don't know where home is ni***
Answer your damn phone
Keep fuckin' playin' with me, that's why I got the homies lookin' for your ass

Lookin' for me? check these streets
Smokin' like chiefs, sippin' lean like this shit free
Poured a six in a deuce, I was gone after the three
I don't sip green, bitch please, that shit cheap
Straight dough hunting, yeah, and we don't stop
I never had shit and now they hate on what I got
Focused on my knots, play with that, I grab the Glock
Tell that bitch to knock 'em while the homie raid the spot
Straight dough hunting, yeah, you know the mob
Same niggas ran up on you at your job
Nigga you ain't pimpin', your baby mama a ho bitch
She like how I spend big bands, be gettin' blowed quick
Boss shit, yeah, that's just the goon though
Chop suey totin', it split niggas like field goals
Case closed, weird ass niggas don't get no pesos
Touch this gold, send shooters for what they paid for
Headshot, closed curtain, these niggas G5
P-R-P's, ni*** please, got pimp Levis
Balmain jeans, me and Deez spent like sixteen
Big ass thirties, only gave the ni*** like sixteen
Marley and Anoka, trippin', tryna blam that
Poured off the Hi-Tech, bitch where my Act at?
MCM bag fully loaded, where the strap at?
If she ain't got no dope tell that stupid ho to back back
Goonies, yeah, you know the gang
Same niggas ran up on you for that chain
Don't play tough, get bucked and get banged
Niggas know what I claim, we dough hunting for cake

Nigga dough hunting, yeah, you know the mob
Same niggas ran up on you and did jaws
Same niggas ran up on you for that chain
Don't play tough, you know what I claim
My niggas dough hunting, dough hunting
My niggas dough hunting, dough hunting
Looking for me? check these streets
Bitch I'm poured off a five, cook a ni*** like deep dish
Freak bitch, f*** a whole team on some freak shit
G shit, I spend like twenty bands inside of Neiman
Marcus, niggas talkin' beef until we spark it
S-550, I'm a baller, ni*** park it
Niggas rappin' what they spend on clothes, don't get me started
Gucci, Louis, Fendi on my body, beg your pardon
Niggas talkin' like they really reckless, he a target
I'm at Saks Fifth with a fifty by my armpit
Bitch ni***, broke ni***, you a joke ni***
I don't know his homie but I'm shootin' at 'em both ni***
I'm riding 'round in the foreign makin' big bread
You the type of ni*** who be worried if your bitch fed
Dough hunting, yeah, we need the money
Fiending for the juice so I got some syrup coming

Nigga dough hunting, yeah, you know the mob
Same niggas ran up on you and did jaws
Same niggas ran up on you for that chain
Don't play tough, you know what I claim
My niggas dough hunting, dough hunting
My niggas dough hunting, dough hunting
Drug dealers, stealers, yeah that's all that I rock with
You rock with the opps, that's who you gon' get shot with
Jump a ni*** like a moshpit
Lil bitch, yeah I'm flyer than a cockpit
Air Force 1's, they ain't regular, they ostrich
If I get her to the crib, believe we gon' all hit
Raffy and the Ricky on me, yeah that's all drip
We f*** the party up, flu flam, then we all dip
Hundreds in my pocket, yeah they all blue, they all crip
Hundred niggas with me and believe we gon' all trip
You best wipe your shoes when you walk into a boss crib
12 get behind me, all this dope, I'ma toss it

Nigga dough hunting, yeah, you know the mob
Same niggas ran up on you and did jaws
Same niggas ran up on you for that chain
Don't play tough, you know what I claim
My niggas dough hunting, dough hunting
My niggas dough hunting, dough hunting