Tour Is Over Back To Selling Dope

Big dime bags, boy, a nigga won't skimp
I sold dope to a priest, bitch I'm sinful
Bust that pack down, keep that shit simple
With my scale on me, it's essential

Spending my money on my wrist
Fuck I look like, spending money on a bitch?
Fuck I look like, spending time on a rewind
Leave 'em behind, I ain't worried 'bout shit
Kylie ol' Jenner ass lips
Fuck a hoe mean; she ain't suck no dick?
Throw that ass back, let me hit it real quick
Living in the pussy, ain't paying no rent
Looking for a dollar, you ain't making no sense
Off a nigga, hope he wasn't making no plans
Silent operator, smooth operator
I was contemplating motherfucker that's just how it go down
Enemies coming nonstop
Hoes they cover my cock
Make that bitch drop them panties like a mixtape
Then lip-sync while I was sipping on that wok

Big dime bags, boy, a nigga won't skimp you
I sold dope to a priest, bitch I'm sinful
Bust that pack down, keep that shit simple
With my scale on me, it's essential

And I got it on me if a nigga get brave
But I love to keep the switchblade since 6th grade
Living every day like I might die, 6 days
You ain't never took a risk, but most people bitch made
Look both ways 'fore you cross, you might catch fades
Get sprayed, whole 9 yards for the ixnay
Nigga that way, nigga this way
Nigga which way?
Okay, this dope

Wake up, say a prayer, sell this dope
Wake up, say a prayer, sell this dope
Wake up, say a prayer, I'm selling dope
Wake up, say a prayer, sell this, dope, dope, dope
Wake up, say a prayer, I'm selling dope, dope, dope
Wake up, say a prayer, sell this, dope