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Portland, Oregon, United States 
Hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up)
We was down for so long, didn't have no choice but to go up (go up)
Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up
Pour up, pour up, pour up (pour up)
Spendin' racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin' her glow up (woo)
Rich ♥♥♥♥♥ still in the neighborhood store eatin' cold cuts (yeah)
Street ♥♥♥♥♥, ♥♥♥♥♥, I'm in the Bentley doin' donuts (yeah)
Taught myself how to get millions, ain't nobody show us (it's Dolph)
Front my young ♥♥♥♥♥ 50 'bows told him, "Lil' ♥♥♥♥♥, grow up" (it's Dolph)
Uncle Vic told me, "Stay down with this ♥♥♥♥ 'til it blow up" (I got you)
Smokin' on some ♥♥♥♥ you not, got Wock-Wock in my soda (dirty)
Used to sign for the packs now I sign T-shirts and posters (it's Dolph)
Drop 500 racks to drop the top on that new Rolls truck (woo, uh)
Balenciaga the drip (it's Dolph)