Dope

(专辑： First Forty-8 - 2018)

I say
Y'all niggas broke
Caught my case selling dope
We got K's with the scopes
I throw treys for the folks
Range or a Ghost
This Champagne, have a toast
Got whole things for the low
Bitch, we bang and we boast

I say
Rich nigga shit, bitch this gun make me limp
Better duck, better dip, on my son, you a bitch
Thumb through this shit
Got my tongue on your bitch
On my lungs, this bag sit
This a long ass MAC clip
Fuck this rap shit
All my boys, they clap shit
Vacuum seal, I wrap bricks
Off the pack, so I lisp
King of the 6, 33 on my wrist
32 in my Glick, shoot your boo in his shit
Tool, it got kick
I got drank, grab a kit
But don't snooze on a hit
Cut the work up like grits
Thoinks smells like pits
I got packs, not no risk
Got pans by my hips
Better show me them tits, baby

Y'all niggas broke
Caught my case selling dope
We got K's with the scopes
I throw treys for the folks
Range or a Ghost
This Champagne, have a toast
Got whole things for the low
Bitch, we bang and we boast

I say
Riding in the Jag, got these broke niggas mad
All my old bitches sad, they my sons, call me dad
Your bitch a strag, hit the store, pop a tag
All these rolls make me sag, you should go get a bag
Yacht or a boat?
Caught my case selling dope
Cause I play with the coke
I rock white, like the Pope
Thoink make me choke
Got a P, wanna smoke?
Your career on the slopes
That's your man, he a joke
Big shit talker, Fear of God, Gucci walker
Four-Five, Glizzy spark up
Balling like Kemba Walker
Your hoe a stalker
Pockets fat, Nikki Parker
We sell books, like a author
Kicking shit, I play soccer