A-Plus (feat. Gucci Mane) [Remix]

Too hard

From my smoke set to my bitch

To my whips, ****

Everything one thou-wow, ****

A-plus, you smell me?

Paper route empire, bitch

A-plus

Fuck ****, get your cake up

We smokin' on that A-plus

Thick bitch with me got that A-plus

It's Dolph

I'm flyin' through the city in a two-seater

Runnin' red lights, pourin' up syrup

Thick bitch with me poppin' pain killers

I'm smokin' loud, AKA, that brain killer

Bought a house in the hood to sell kush there

Five Franklins for my Prada footwear

My family infested with dope fiends

Guess it run in my genes 'cause I'm sprung on Codeine

The bad bitches show me love, the broke **** hatin'

Snitches tellin' on me, got the feds investigatin'

The illest **** in my city, ****, straight up

These lil' **** mid-grade, Dolph A-plus

First thing first when I wake up (What you do?)

I brush my teeth and roll a blunt of A-plus

Pussy so kushy, make you wanna lay up

I told lil' mama, "Bitch, you got that A-plus"

(A-plus) A-plus (A-plus) A-plus

She off the chain with it, I give her a A-plus

(A-plus) A-plus (A-plus) A-plus

I pull up with the calculator, servin' A-plus

Since a pup, I been runnin' with them thug ****

From the six, it's a land full of drug dealers

You say you scared of what? You better be scared of us, ****

Fuck a entourage, bricks all on my bus, ****

I bought a mansion in the hills to hide dope there

I love some valley, but there really ain't no hope there

I bought a condo and I do not have no clothes there

We don't fuck hoes there, don't do nothing but cook O's there

Seventeen years old and I got ho flair

Police catch me, they gon' strap me to that old chair

I'm payin' twelve, 'bout to sweep it under the run, ****

Lookin' at the mirror, lookin' at the plug, ****

First thing first when I wake up (What you do?)

I brush my teeth and roll a blunt of A-plus

Pussy so kushy, make you wanna lay up

I told lil' mama, "Bitch, you got that A-plus"

(A-plus) A-plus (A-plus) A-plus

She off the chain with it, I give her a A-plus

(A-plus) A-plus (A-plus) A-plus

I pull up with the calculator, servin' A-plus

I called my plug and spend a hundred on some A-plus

My bitch one hundred, that mean she A-plus

Gave her a stack just for her weave and her make-up

She quick to tell a fuck ****, "Get your cake up"

Who the fuck you think she got it from? She Dolph girl

I'm countin' money while she loadin' up the Mossboro

Seventy racks on my old school, got a Challenger on my left wrist

Everything I got came from me pumpin' A-plus in South Memphis

Y'all know how I get down

In the trap, goin' pound for pound

I got a lil' toy that hold a hundred rounds

Dolce belt, Gucci shirt, and a stupid ass pair of D Squares

I'm mismatchin', but what the hell

I'm in Ruth Chris with your main girl

First thing first when I wake up (What you do?)

I brush my teeth and roll a blunt of A-plus

Pussy so kushy, make you wanna lay up

I told lil' mama, "Bitch, you got that A-plus"

(A-plus) A-plus (A-plus) A-plus

She off the chain with it, I give her a A-plus

(A-plus) A-plus (A-plus) A-plus

I pull up with the calculator, servin' A-plus