Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dope Game , by - Rylo Rodriguez. Release date: 04.11.2021
Song language: English
Dope Game |
| Can’t sell no sprite he got coke |
| Put down the controller he in the Dope Game |
| Ion trust him I know he a snake |
| Peep out a cobra the kind with no veins |
| Got a cougar keep talking about marriage |
| I fucked her in college she ain’t get no ring |
| I know a nigga can fight but he broke |
| And I know a hustler who just let the door swing |
| Bitch where I’m from gone hustle or rob |
| You either breaking in cars |
| Or selling some hard |
| He keep him a Glock |
| And spin at his job |
| Like he sliding with Denis I’m riding with rods |
| He ran up a 20 and bought him a Chevy |
| Man trap in the closet just like R Kelly |
| I’m straight off a lamb she know I’mma goat |
| Say she on her period, I’m fucking her throat |
| Pull up period Ion car bout your period |
| I’m pulling up |
| That shit wasn’t bout nun |
| Feel like Derrick Henry this chopper here rushing |
| The shirt with the collar this shirt here got a button |
| Brother waiting on a appeal im waiting on a appeal |
| You know the time release play with the time release |
| Street for line get ate or you Chinese |
| Snakes in the grass I cut it with lawn |
| 1 8 tuxedo I took it to prom |
| Fuck taking a risk I rather take off your arm |
| They ain’t want me to blow they tried to take off my bomb |
| He let off some shots and got hit with a drum |
| Child support a lot of these niggas my sons |
| Stripper that’s cool I paid her in ones |
| Convict, robbers, shooters, and foreign |
| Ion need a Entourage ion need a bunch of rods |
| Riding in my city that shit weird |
| I’m coupe I see twelve I switch gears |
| I know a booster who move she won’t sit still |
| I can’t wait ingot get it Tydrick Hill |
| Let we had a Minaj like Meek Mill |
| Riding wrong in a car with no serial |
| Quarter ticket off flip phone no cereal |
| Can’t sell no sprite he got coke |
| Put down the controller he in the Dope Game |
| Ion trust him I know he a snake |
| Peep out a cobra the kind with no veins |
| Got a cougar keep talking about marriage |
| I fucked her in college she ain’t get no ring |
| I know a nigga can fight but he broke |
| And I know a hustler who just let the door swing |
| Bitch where I’m from gone hustle or rob |
| You either breaking in cars |
| Or selling some hard |
| He keep him a Glock |
| And spin at his job |
| Like he sliding with Denis I’m riding with rods |
| He ran up a 20 and bought him a Chevy |
| Man trap in the closet just like R Kelly |
| I’m straight off a lamb she know I’mma goat |
| Say she on her period, I’m fucking her throat |
| Big Yavo tryna make a M off a iPhone |
| Back then they ain’t want me like |
| Mike Jones |
| Gas I’m having stronger the Lysol |
| Tryna see what I’m doing |
| Let me fuck with the lights on |
| Scratch that she ugly |
| Let me fuck with the lights off |
| Chicago I’mma bag feel like a white sock |
| Big ass G-lock make the whole street rock |
| Bitch it’s my time like a G-shock |
| Bitch if you wasting my time I’m taking you out |
| Shooter say give me a day and I’m taking him out |
| He don’t even want no money |
| He want him a reason |
| Keep him a rocket like Trevor reason |
| He wiping yo nose ion care if you sneezing |
| Wiping yo nose ion care who you be wit |
| Be on a bitch say we ain’t see shit |
| Back if they head like a Barbor |
| I’m dropping g a ticket |
| If it ain’t about the money |
| It don’t even matter |
| I keep my heat Glock 40 I feel like hazard |
| I still a sell you a gram I’m far from a rapper |
| He doing the most |
| I just been keeping my distance he doing the most |
| Pain done turned to tears |
| Pour green into my sprite I turned me to tears |
| He playing it cool but I’m burning him still |
| Can’t sell no sprite he got coke |
| Put down the controller he in the Dope Game |
| Ion trust him I know he a snake |
| Peep out a cobra the kind with no veins |
| Got a cougar keep talking about marriage |
| I fucked her in college she ain’t get no ring |
| I know a nigga can fight but he broke |
| And I know a hustler who just let the door swing |
| Bitch where I’m from gone hustle or rob |
| You either breaking in cars |
| Or selling some hard |
| He keep him a Glock |
| And spin at his job |
| Like he sliding with Denis I’m riding with rods |
| He ran up a 20 and bought him a Chevy |
| Man trap in the closet just like R Kelly |
| I’m straight off a lamb she know I’mma goat |
| Say she on her period, I’m fucking her throat |
| Say she on her period, I’m fucking her throat |