Jdola - Stylin lyrics

Stylin Lyrics - Dola sh** n***a, third ave Yah, dola, get it in You don't know the situation Told my teacher Money is my occupation The streets waitin' While these broke n***as Hatin Got em curious like Who da f** that Haitian Beta the pot with a little bit a penetration If you ridin' bu*ton up and tighten up I let my dola talk i dont Hear you run it up Its overtime and I'm ballin' in da club Now you actin grand cause you done got a couple band's Heard they jumpin' out of vans So it's in my hand 20/20 vision for da guala See me in the coupe Now these hoes tryna holla I see no ol' G trappin' out a wheel chair Heard he had them bands couldn't do Nothing but stare thinkin how to run up on em' So u betta be aware Ain't neva had it so if i lost it'll betragic Two packs make it vanish call it magic Getting cheese so I gotta go ham Dola Runnin shout out to my n***a bam Getting cheese so i gotta go ham Dola runnin shout out to my n***a bam Wildin' and stylin' My people from the islands My n***a's move in silence We don't need no guidance Dola runnin' with no license Bendin corners from the sirens All my n***as wildin' And all my n***as stylin' And all my n***as wildin' And all my n***as stylin' And all my n***as wildin' And all my n***as stylin' Wildin' and stylin' My people from the islands My n***a's move in silence We don't need no guidance Dola runnin' with no license Bendin corners from the siren All my n***as wildin' And all my n***as stylin' And all my n***as wildin' And all my n***as stylin' And all my n***as wildin' And all my n***as stylin' I thought I met a little trap queen Next thing you know she f**ing with my homie So confused I don't know what to do Tell em all my problems and they seem to be amused Paper chasing to my chances is abused Looking for the answer And I think I got a clue Hit a Jug Then a n***a hit the stu (studio) Yeah im sick cause I caught the money flu Flip the mattress no actress Yea I'm gone Talkin like a bird watch that n***a sing the song Crackers on a chase I ain't slowing down my pace Hope that I don't catch a case Bagging up hell naw this ain't enough I multiplied it Even though that it was tough What you gone do when the pressure gettin rough I'm in the game Get the pack I'm switching lanes Just turned 16 What the f** a n***a mean 15 I was thinking about a slider White T, black T Running from the police All these new n***as don't know me And yea I'm ballin like I'm Kobe Wildin' and stylin' My people from the islands My n***a's move in' silence We don't need no guidance Dola runnin' with no license Bendin corners from the siren All my n***as wildin' And all my n***as stylin' And all my n***as wildin' And all my n***as stylin' And all my n***as wildin' And all my n***as stylin' Wildin' and stylin' My people from the islands My n***a's move in' silence We don't need no guidance Dola runnin' with no license Bendin corners from the sirens All my n***as wildin' And all my n***as stylin' And all my n***as wildin' And all my n***as stylin' And all my n***as wildin' And all my n***as stylin' Dola ,Wildin, Scurrt Scurrt, Stylin