Couple Dollars - Styles P

Whoa

Whoa!

I just get a couple dollars, couple joints

Couple spots, couple of my friends

They gon' get a couple drinks, couple girls

Couple hammers 'case they get it in

I just get a couple dollars, couple joints

Couple spots, couple of my friends

They gon' get a couple drinks, couple girls

Couple hammers 'case they get it in

I just wanna light bop, I just wanna two-step

I just wanna get high, I ain’t tryna do shit

Familiar with the old shit, not with the new shit

If I don’t like the music, shot then it’s deuces

Back to the parkin' lot, hop in the exclusive

Headed to the hood where the niggas act ruthless

Weavin' through the traffic, lookin'

I don’t give a shit, I smoke, I’ma still leave the ashes

All I see is money but I still need some glasses

Niggas say they hood but they still need some passes

I’m still high as giraffe asses

I’m still gettin' the last laugh in

I just get a couple dollars, couple joints

Couple spots, couple of my friends

They gon' get a couple drinks, couple girls

Couple hammers 'case they get it in

I just get a couple dollars, couple joints

Couple spots, couple of my friends

They gon' get a couple drinks, couple girls

Couple hammers 'case they get it in

I am on a great one, I don’t mean a treadmill

I am on some woke shit, forgot how the bed feel

I am what you get you mix the blue and the red pill

I could run on ice and not slip, shit is dead real

I could dodge rain drops, I could duck snow flurries

Your favorite rapper is so worried

I’ma juice nigga, I probably blend 'em like Mulberries

Burn 'em like Malberg when I shoot 'em like Mawberg

Maybe the other Steph, another step you up on the roof

Swear to God, hope you made of some rubber shit

S-P the Ghost, yeah, I stay on some other shit

I got a buncha Styles, nigga, word to my government

I just get a couple dollars, couple joints

Couple spots, couple of my friends

They gon' get a couple drinks, couple girls

Couple hammers 'case they get it in

I just get a couple dollars, couple joints

Couple spots, couple of my friends

They gon' get a couple drinks, couple girls

Couple hammers 'case they get it in

I’ma kill the last eight, shit, you thought I’m slippin'?

Man, I thought get the drift from the shit I said the last tape

Me?

I’m like Dutch, you are just a Billy Bathgate

Ride with me, probably find a finger the ashtray

Machine pull the shit out, gon' kill these niggas halfway

Meanin' they dead but they ain’t dead

Fuckin' with me, they just brain dead

They ain’t sayin' no shit that I ain’t said

Stay lightin' the strings, yeah, I’m a gang head

Ghost