Young Dolph – What’s The Deal

All these diamonds real, all my niggas real
You was in the house nigga, I was outside
In a Porsche, I’m dodging potholes
Uh-huh
Nigga what’s the deal, what’s the deal, what’s the deal
Nigga what’s the deal, what’s the deal, what’s the deal
Rich humble and heartless
Yeah yeah

Fuck how you feel, how you feel, how you feel
My lil bitch too bossy

[Chorus]
[Outro]
I been countin’ mil after mil after mil
[Verse 1]

Ain’t never trust a nigga ever since my cousin crossed me (fuck ’em)
Fuck how you feel, how you feel, how you feel
All these diamonds real, all my niggas real
Living life like no tomorrow
All these diamonds real, all my niggas real
All these diamonds real, all my niggas real
Fifteen years old, sellin’ dope and getting high
Fuck how you feel, how you feel, how you feel
My OG’s keep blue rags tied ’round their head like Leonardo
Fuck how you feel, how you feel, how you feel
I remember when all this shit was just a dream
She start giving me head while she look me in my eye

[Chorus]
I get money with my vato (Jose)
Nigga what’s the deal, what’s the deal, what’s the deal
All these diamonds real, all my niggas real
Ain’t never trust a nigga ever since my cousin crossed me (fuck ’em)
Or I’m out in California, my Mexican bitch house, eating tacos
Yeah I love my straps, they come with infrared beams
My role model El Chapo (trap)
Spent an easy forty stacks in Saks, just on getting fly

One hand on the wheel, one hand on her thigh
I wake up in the morning, pour up syrup, I don’t drink coffee
I been countin’ mil after mil after mil
Spent twenty stacks and threw a barbecue in the apartments
[Verse 2]
Smokin’ on gelato, flyin’ through southside Chicago
Playing with the wrong nigga, he must wanna die
I been countin’ mil after mil after mil
Nigga what’s the deal, what’s the deal, what’s the deal
I been countin’ mil after mil after mil
In the hood in a Lambo, smokin’ a blunt of jello
I been countin’ mil after mil after mil

For my nigga I’d kill, for my nigga I’d die
All these diamonds real, all my niggas real
Fuck how you feel, how you feel, how you feel
Pulled up at the red light, push a button, my car got topless
Bought a Rari just to take it to the trap and park it
Nigga what’s the deal, what’s the deal, what’s the deal
All these rocks on me, my lil white bitch she call me Rocko
Nigga what’s the deal, what’s the deal, what’s the deal
Can’t wait to get to the crib, I’ma fuck her from the side
I been countin’ mil after mil after mil
[Intro]
Try to fuck with us, she act like she don’t hear you talkin’ (deaf)
My lil nigga he keep his purple flag like Donatello
Yeah I love my straps, they come with infrared beams
Every time I fuck my bitch I fuck her ’til she scream
Fuck how you feel, how you feel, how you feel