Dough Hunting (Remix)

[Intro]
Nigga you got me fucked up
Out here fuckin' with these weak ass hoes like you don't know where home is nigga
Answer your damn phone
Keep fuckin' playin' with me, that's why I got the homies lookin' for your ass

[Verse 1: AFN Peso]
Lookin' for me? Check these streets
Smokin' like chiefs, sippin' lean like this shit free
Poured a six in a deuce, I was gone after the three
(RONRON do that shit)
I don't sip green, bitch please, that shit cheap
Straight dough hunting, yeah, it won't stop
I never had shit and now they hate on what I got
Focused on my knots, play with that, I grab the Glock
Tell that bitch to knock, nobody home, we raid the spot
Straight dough hunting, yeah, you know the mob
Same niggas ran up on you at your job
Nigga you ain't pimpin', your baby mama a hoe bitch
She like how I spend big bands, be gettin' blowed quick
Boss shit, yeah, that's just the goon though
Chop suey totin', it split niggas like field goals
Case closed, weird ass niggas don't get no pesos
Touch this gold, send shooters for what they paid for
Headshot, closed curtain, these niggas G5
P-R-P's, nigga please, got pimp Levis
Balmain jeans, me and Deez spent like sixteen
Big ass thirties, only gave the nigga like sixteen
Marley and Anoka, trippin', tryna blam that
Poured off the Hi-Tech, bitch where my Act at?
MCM bag fully loaded, where the strap at?
If she ain't got no dope tell that stupid hoe to back back
Goonies, yeah, you know the gang
Same niggas ran up on you for that chain
Don't play tough, get bucked and get banged
Niggas know what I claim, we dough hunting for cake

[Chorus: AFN Peso]
Nigga dough hunting, yeah, you know the mob
Same niggas ran up on you and did jaws
Same niggas ran up on you for that chain
Don't play tough, you know what I claim
My niggas dough hunting, dough hunting
My niggas dough hunting, dough hunting

[Verse 2: Fenix]
Looking for me? Check these streets
Bitch I'm poured off a five, cook a nigga like deep dish
Freak bitch, fuck a whole team on some freak shit
G shit, I spend like twenty bands inside of Neiman
Marcus, niggas talkin' beef until we spark it
S550, I'm a baller, nigga park it
Niggas rappin' what they spend on clothes, don't get me started
Gucci, Louis, Fendi on my body, beg your pardon?
Niggas talkin' like they really reckless, he a target
I'm at Saks Fifth with a fifty by my armpit
Bitch nigga, broke nigga, you a joke nigga
I don't know his homie but I'm shootin' at 'em both nigga
I'm riding 'round in the foreign makin' big bread
You the type of nigga who be worried if your bitch fed
Dough hunting, yeah, we need the money
Fiending for the juice so I got some syrup coming

[Chorus: AFN Peso]
Nigga dough hunting, yeah, you know the mob
Same niggas ran up on you and did jaws
Same niggas ran up on you for that chain
Don't play tough, you know what I claim
My niggas dough hunting, dough hunting
My niggas dough hunting, dough hunting

[Verse 3: Ohgeesy]
Drug dealers, stealers, yeah that's all that I rock with
You rock with the opps, that's who you gon' get shot with
Jump a nigga like a moshpit
Lil bitch, yeah, I'm flyer than a cockpit
Air Force 1's, they ain't regular, they ostrich
If I get her to the crib, believe we gon' all hit
Raffy and the Ricky on me, yeah that's all drip
We fuck the party up, flu flam, then we all dip
Hundreds in my pocket, yeah they all blue, they all Crip
Hundred niggas with me and believe we gon' all trip
You best wipe your shoes when you walk into a boss crib
Twelve get behind me, all this dope, I'ma toss it

[Chorus: AFN Peso]
Nigga dough hunting, yeah, you know the mob
Same niggas ran up on you and did jaws
Same niggas ran up on you for that chain
Don't play tough, you know what I claim
My niggas dough hunting, dough hunting
My niggas dough hunting, dough hunting