Enough - Dave East, DJ Holiday

Fell out with my bitch, I ain’t call her enough

Dope in my system, I’m all the way up

Fell out with my bitch, I ain’t call her enough

Dope in my system, I’m all the way up

Lately this money unstoppable, perc from the doctor, this straight out the

hospital

Told on your gang and you ain’t have a rock on you, get your respect that’s

impossible

She wanna fuck 'cause I’m popular

Drano, my nigga, let’s fuck up a block or two

Eight years ago, I be robbin' you, no reason I got to lie to you (I got to lie

to you)

We got the molly, the sour, the xans, the powder too

I needed Fendi ran outta school, we ain’t gon' never play by the rules

Made that lil' bitch get up out the room

I got on Dolce Gabbana from next year

Fuck the airport, I get called when the jet here

Bust the Philippe when the check clear

We don’t tolerate disrespect here

Bitch you annoying quit calling my phone with the dumb shit

I had a pack in the trunk, see how quick I make it front flip

Stay away from niggas if they don’t want shit

I’m on a pill think I’m moonwalkin'

Good niggas die, I done seen that shit too often

Louis my loafers, my boo bought 'em

Bad bitch from New Orleans, no she don’t do talking

Secrets is safe with her, I’m in a Wraith with her, new camera might make a

tape with her

I’ma just fuck while you dating her, I might vacation her, nigga I’m lying

She tryna go to Jamaica, my focus is paper, I’m selling, who buying

Diamonds all on me, stand out with the lions

Avoided indictments, ghost with no licence

Dope in my system, I’m all the way up

So many nights in the hallway was stuck

I got on Gucci you ain’t never seen

Fell out with my bitch, I ain’t call her enough

Dope in my system, I’m all the way up

So many nights in the hallway was stuck

I got on Louis you ain’t never seen

Fell out with my bitch, I ain’t call her enough

We don’t drive by, we just walk up and bust

Shut the fuck up, bitch, you talking to much

I posted up in the hallway with dust

Perc in my body, I’m all the way stuck

Keep your pistol if you talk like you tough

Artificial bitches talking 'bout nothin'

VIP me I just walked up with money, coughing up hunnids

Yeah, bitch, I’m all the way blunted

Promoter scared to book me, all of us coming

Jump right out the pussy, go get the money

Run up the bag and, bitch, I got it jumping

Thinking back, in the trap I had a onion

I broke it down wit cuh and bagged up the dummies

Junkies scratching, on they back, got a monkey

Ran off on the plug, now that could get ugly

I told her don’t act like you love me

If I got some product, come package it for me

The minute I step out the wagon, they touch me

It’s no better feeling than having this money

Dusty lil' nigga, they acted so funny

They used to ignore, now they act like they want me

I be on tour, getting bags out the country

My daughter got Christian Dior on the onesie

Everything that I roll up look like Gumby

All of my women belong on a centerfold

I keep me one on the side like a dinner roll

She grab the dick like she working the stripper pole

Pull up like, «What is the business bro?»

I’m that nigga if you didn’t know

Losers tryna follow where the winners go

.40 with the hollows, make 'em dip it low

Dope in my system, I’m all the way up

So many nights in the hallway was stuck

I got on Gucci you ain’t never seen

Fell out with my bitch, I ain’t call her enough

Dope in my system, I’m all the way up

So many nights in the hallway was stuck

I got on Louis you ain’t never seen

Fell out with my bitch, I ain’t call her enough

Dope in my system, I’m all the way up

So many nights in the hallway was stuck

I got on Gucci you ain’t never seen

Fell out with my bitch, I ain’t call her enough

Dope in my system, I’m all the way up

So many nights in the hallway was stuck

I got on Louis you ain’t never seen

Fell out with my bitch, I ain’t call her enough