Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dope, artist - 600Breezy.
Date of issue: 13.12.2018
Song language: English
Dope |
I say |
Y’all niggas broke |
Caught my case sellin' 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 sellin' 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 sellin' 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 |
Ballin' like Kemba Walker |
Your hoe a stalker |
Pockets fat, Nikki Parker |
We sell books, like a author |
Kickin' shit, I play soccer |