Lyrics from snippet[Part I: Dough][Intro]YeahAlchemistBrrYou know?Smokin' this motherfuckin' gas, niggaOn a PJ, niggaHahahaLook, uh[Verse]Bust down on my bitch, I blew forty on itI'm the don, copped the Dawn, threw the Forgi' on itShots ringin', Flee got two forties on himShootin' like it's the game winner, Robert Horry on 'emDolo everywhere, wearin' every necklaceDraco on the seat, bitch, I'm well protectedYou wonder where I'm gettin' money, I'm sellin' recordsI tell 'em I was simply playin' chess instead of checkersBlue hundreds in a brown paper bagRidin' through the city in my new paper tagI take the half and make you take the bagI made a bag, threw baguettes on my wrist, look like the bracelet glassHalf a brick on the table, I know it ain't gon' lastSo much fishscale, this shit lookin' like a plate of bassI told the bros to wear your gloves and cover your face with masksNot for COVID-19, 'cause you got H to bagThem niggas hate, but it don't make us madI'm sittin' courtside watchin' the Lakers play the MavsI ain't doin' no verses, homie, we can't collabEvery pole got a beam, we playin' laser tagReal shit, foreign assets and I ain't even in my bag yetLook, we been gettin' money before the rap checksHit the Backwood twice, this a gas checkNever needed nothin' from a bitch but her addressYes, 'cause she wanna fuck a rich nigga (Hahahaha, yeah)Your bitch wanna fuck a rich nigga (That's my bitch now, nigga, yeah)[Part II: Damani][Intro]Yeah, uhBrr, look[Verse 1]Doat Street and May Block, that's where you niggas know me fromDon't wanna sell my man mama no work, I still sold her someMight as well get it from me, she just gon' go spend her dough with someoneI'm 2Pac in Juice, why this nigga gotta hold a gun?[Chorus]'Cause I already got it (I got it)I already got it ('Cause I already got it, motherfucker)I already got it (I got it)I already got it (I already got it, look, look)[Verse 2]We was shippin' packs, rap is my new hobbyMy shooter blew his bag, now he lurkin' for a new hobbyBroad day, right in the W lobbyI seen it on the news, I said, "That was my dude, probably"Bitch, I'm the new Gotti, pull up, black and blue BugattiLevelled up my bitch, I paid for that new bodyGot her titties did, in my city, I really did it bigSilly kids, we really spit about the shit we really didThe shit we really lived, I don't think they understand how ill he isI'm really JAY-Z, nigga, I'm really BIGI see their lists and I personally get offended'Cause every single verse is a verse of the year contenderGuess it's 'cause I only rap 'bout the work I put in the blenderAnd I don't like workin' with these niggasAnd I never do they interviews, so that's why I purposefully don't get mentionedBut they know I'm certainly rappin' circles 'round these niggasYou don't know me, where you know me from?My lil' man gon' catch the body free, that nigga owe me oneDon't make us run up on you, dome shot, that's a hole in oneI'm 2Pac in Juice, why that nigga gotta hold a gun?[Chorus]'Cause I already got it (I got it)I already got it (I already got it, look)I said I already got it (I got it)I already got it (I already got it motherfucker, look, look)[Outro]I ain't gotta go get thatI already got it, pussyKeep thinkin' I'm playin' with you niggasUh
