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dylie dollas - all about me lyrics

[intro: dylie dollas]
i’m over lit, aye
the richforever way
i’m over lit, aye (ha)

[hook: dylie dollas]
i’m getting this cheese, my wrist on freeze, that’s all that i need
its all about money, its all about family, its all about me, aye
i’m getting this cheese, my wrist on freeze, that’s all that i need
its all about money, its all about family, its all about me, aye
i’m getting this cheese, i’m getting this green, my wrist on freeze (woah aye)
i’m chasing this money, i’m chasing these hundreds, i’m chasing my dream, aye
i’m getting this cheese, i’m getting this green, my wrist on freeze (woah aye)
i’m chasing this money, i’m chasing these hundreds, i’m chasing my dream, aye

[verse 1: dylie dollas]
i’m getting this cheese, my wrist on freeze, she said oh lord
i owe who sh-t, i pray every night i just owe the lord (i pray)
when my brother died i was going through pain
i ain’t see light, i was going through rain
started chasing my dream, now they knowing my name
shout out p.dice cause he showed me the way, aye
we did it again, shawty she on me i hit it again (hayyy)
it was me and her friends, in miami we was catching a tan
riding the masi i feel like the man (skrrt)
now they really can’t say sh-t (nah)
its dylie dollas and jay critch
b-tches on me, i ain’t famous (nah)
don’t take the l you can’t face it
your shawty on me, she basic (that way)
vlone on my back, it’s from bari, swerving this foreign
she told me i’m gnarly (hayyy)
im getting this cheese, this all that i need
we smoking this weed (we over lit)
your shawty she h-rny, i know that she want me
she all up on me (woah, ayy)
i’m chasing this green, i’m getting this cream, i’m selling to fiends
i do what i do, whatever it takes, you know what i mean
im ripping this beat, i send it to critch, he k!lling this sh-t
if you a hater go that way, lets get it, my n-gga we lit!

[verse 2: jay critch]
getting the green, getting the green, wrist on freeze
hop out of the foreign onto the jet, straight to the cheese
heard they tryna plot, they tryna scheme, 30s with me
going straight to the top, they cannot stop, ain’t on the team
nah, really though, i ain’t got time for no silly hoe
i make some bands in a millie though
keep a small circle like cheerios (hayyy)
nah, really though, we pull up they tryna take videos
i got your wifey on video
she eating now cause we got plenty dough (hayyy)
whats up with you, n-gga got bucks to loose
so i cannot f-ck with you, hey, stay with a sl-t or two
n-ggas talking, they ain’t talking no money
pull up, get to drumming or something
all my n-ggas got to get to the hundreds (hayyy)
with the gang smoking loud out the onion (yeah)

- dylie dollas lyrics

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