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Shitting on Industry Paper Route Empire It's Dolph, uh-huh Yeah, hey Shining harder than Times Square You can see the ice from a mile away Little nigga with a big bank Big pistol and a two-toned Wraith Momma told me Don't fuck with these pussy ass niggas 'cause they two-faced I just spent me another 60K on me, another- It's Dolph, uh-huh (Paper Route Empire) Yeah, hey, hey Shining harder than Times Square You can see the ice from a mile away Little nigga with a big bank Big pistol and a two-toned Wraith Momma told me Don't fuck with these pussy ass niggas 'cause they two-faced I just spent me another 60K on me, another big face You out here chasin' these nothin' bitches I just met a bad bitch at the bank I don't kick it with fuck niggas or fake niggas 'cause I can't relate Tried to leave the streets but can't escape Takin' over shit, fuck being patient I told lil' momma that ass so fat that she deserve a motherfuckin' trophy, uh Lil' nigga playin' with all the paper, still gettin' geeked like I'm smokin' I'm already high as hell but the weed so good I keep rollin' Got a driveway full of foreign shit Everybody know I love a juicy bitch I smash her good then I lose the bitch I lose the bitch, yeah, I'm through with it Yeah, I got to get back to that paper No, I ain't got no time for relations I'd rather go weigh some paper before my time get wasted I got racks on me, I got stacks on me I got racks on me, I got stacks on me I spend it and go get some more I spend it and go get some more I need it to get in this dope I spend it and go get some more I got racks on me, I got stacks on me I got racks on me, I got stacks on me I spend it and go get some more I jump in that Porsche and pull up on your ho I got bread on me Hey, call me back 'bout 30 minutes, I'm gettin' some head homie I put 'er to sleep wit' my dick Roll up a blunt while I'm drivin', I got racks on me I got stacks on me, I ain't stoppin' homie Nigga I got paper to get Your diamonds ain't hittin' like this Your bitch don't look like shit Nah, I don't see these little niggas Nah, I don't see these little niggas Better go get you some skrilla Sippin' on syrup, tippin' strippers Smokin' weed, takin' pictures The bad bitches love a nigga I'm nothing like the other niggas Only if you knew what I had to do to get it Yeah, all of my niggas they with it I got rid of all of my bitches Tryna keep up with me, a nigga gon' run theyselves crazy Tryna keep up with these bitches, these niggas gotta be crazy I got racks on me, I got stacks on me I got racks on me, I got stacks on me I spend it and go get some more I spend it and go get some more I need it to get in this dope I spend it and go get some more I got racks on me, I got stacks on me I got racks on me, I got stacks on me