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collin roach - boutta dollar lyrics

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[intro: collin roach]
yesterday i cracked my phone and i can’t even afford to fix it
best believe i went and copped my self a coach+lla ticket
i’m flying first class yeah cause you know i’m boujee
spent my whole check that i made off of one movie
went to mickey d’s and got a ten peice chicken nugget
sat there and ate the whole thing up i loved it
i was probably off beat during this whole verse
cause i broke my headphones so i can’t even hear it first

[first verse: collin roach]
i just sit here thinking thinking bout a million
all this thinking got me turned into minion poor me
poor me i gotta go on my ipad if i wanna see ig
i feel like master p cause i’m missing all my homies for real
the other day i tried to go and give my homie a deal
i don’t even know if she likes rap i ain’t even give her a chance nah i’m too nice for that
i said you see my plate you want that you got that too bad so sad i had to write with pen and pad
bring back boom bap oh no do that oh what that talk bad get smacked
too whack that’s too bad just copped me new air max
with your streams and your views you bought me these new shoes
in my house recording new mv’s for youtube
reporters at my house and they say breaking news

[chorus: collin roach]
now i don’t really care about a dollar i don’t really care about the cash no
walk up to the stage and make them holla walk into the party where it’s at yo
now i don’t really care about a dollar don’t care about a whip if its foreign oh
and i don’t really care about your problems diamonds in my chain and it’s hanging low
[second verse: aboutblaze]
i ball hard ain’t no stopping me move real fast so ain’t no watching me you’re shawty in my phone
she be clocking me she said she over you tough love no apologies don’t hit my phone unless you talking
bout the cash in the foreign switching lanes got two hundred on the dash applying all this pressure
got my foot on the gas you know i’m number one i can never be last heard some haters still they talking
come around they be pocket watching i just be chillin probably smoking on some new exotic
pipe down cause my homie always got the rocket any problems he gone bust it so you better watch it
but i’m bout be your favorite all you rappers sound the same gotta change this sh+t i can never
leave the game i was made for this it’s a cold world imma bring the flame with this

[chorus: collin roach]
now i don’t really care about a dollar i don’t really care about the cash no
walk up to the stage and make them holla walk into the party where it’s at yo
now i don’t really care about a dollar don’t care about a whip if its foreign oh
and i don’t really care about your problems diamonds in my chain and it’s hanging low



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