Pot Of Gold
    (专辑: Dum And Dummer 2 - 2021)
    
    [Key Glock:]  (Cheeze)  (Yo Mannie)  Yeah, yeah, yeah  Yeah   One thing I 
never needed was a 
ho (No)  And another thing, I 
never told on not a 
soul (No)  Fuck the 
rap game, man, these niggas ain't my bro (No)  I 
keep a 
pocket full of twenties, fifties, and hunchos (Racks)  I 
just get that dough, collect my dough, run up my dough (Yeah)  I 
just get that dough, collect my dough, run up that dough (Yeah)  I 
heard you want the 
smoke, who want the 
smoke? I 
smoke your folks (Yeah)  Diamonds like a 
rainbow, I'm a 
walking pot of gold, woah   [Young Dolph:]  Uh huh  Here we go, here we go, here we go (Yeah, yeah)  He a 
clown, he just wanna put on a 
show (Yeah, yeah)  See what he been thinking, leave his brains all on the 
floor (Yeah, yeah)  This shit I 
been drinking, mane, I 
pour it by the 
four (Yeah, yeah)  When they least expect it when you kick in a 
door  Every time I 
fuck her, she beg me to grab her by her throat  In the 
back of the 
double R 
truck smoking, riding through the 
snow  If you ever crossed me before, I'm putting your ass in that scope (Baow)  Had to change my surroundings, it gave me a 
fucked up mentality (Damn)  My spot in the 
hood a 
multi-million dollar establishment (They love me)  Come down Elvis Presley Boulevard, make a 
right on Mallory (Where you from?)  From where the 
dope boys make a 
million dollar salary, ayy   [Key Glock:]  One thing I 
never needed was a 
ho (No)  And another thing, I 
never told on not a 
soul (No)  Fuck the 
rap game, man, these niggas ain't my bro (No)  I 
keep a 
pocket full of twenties, fifties, and hunchos (Racks)  I 
just get that dough, collect my dough, run up my dough (Yeah)  I 
just get that dough, collect my dough, run up that dough (Yeah)  I 
heard you want the 
smoke, who want the 
smoke? I 
smoke your folks (Yeah)  Yeah, my diamonds like a 
rainbow, I'm a 
walking pot of gold, woah   Ayy, it's fuck you and whoever else hating (Motherfucker)  I 
took a 
look in the 
mirror, said boy you major (Yeah, yeah)  Just told myself that it is never too much paper  I 
got like fifty bitches, none of 'em getting saved  I 
started on the 
block now I'm up on the 
stage (Yeah, yeah)  Either way it go, I 
don't give a 
fuck, I'ma get paid (Yeah, yeah)  Been fighting demons lately, just poured another eight, ayy  Go ask the 
opps, know how I 
rock, yeah, Glock don't play (Yeah, yeah)  My youngins clapped 'em with the 
chops like ayy, bay, bay, aye  My heart is cold, got codeine all up in my Faygo, woah  Killers on standby, they gon' do what I 
say so  Don't confuse me with these niggas, you know that   One thing I 
never needed was a 
ho (No)  And another thing, I 
never told on not a 
soul (No)  Fuck the 
rap game, man, these niggas ain't my bro (No)  I 
keep a 
pocket full of twenties, fifties, and hunchos (Racks)  I 
just get that dough, collect my dough, run up my dough (Yeah)  I 
just get that dough, collect my dough, run up that dough (Yeah)  I 
heard you want the 
smoke, who want the 
smoke? I 
smoke your folks (Yeah)  Yeah, my diamonds like a 
rainbow, I'm a 
walking pot of gold, woah