| I’m a gangsta nigga, dope dealer second
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| So that explain my coad of ethics
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| Not only that though, I’m a man of my word
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| So it’s more than rap, when I say I got them birds
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| Rose gold rolli, fuck a yello wrist
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| I’m with my brown hoe today, fuck my yello bitch
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| Them pushers fuck with me, cause I know where to get m
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| The plug fuck with me, cause I know where to send him
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| They sayin, in New Yourk, them bricks going for 44
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| Send m a 1.2, I had them extras, go for like 4.4
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| That’s what 20 do, you can’t beat the cost
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| These bricks pure as sauce, guarantee you take a loss
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| 4, 4, that’s my bodyguard
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| Put a whole in any nigga, make his body hard
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| He say he cashin out, got lots to rap about
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| Drop off the dope, pick up the doe, then I’m smashin out
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| Dope boy, dope boy
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| Dope boy, nigga, I’m a dope boy
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| Mix the drank with the soda, give m hell, boy
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| Hit my line, if you need you some dope, boy
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| 10 bricks stuffed in the Honda Acord, give them cops the decoys
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| Good lord, got chickens galore
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| Nigga, hurry, gotta sell more
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| I’m a real D Boy, Pablo Wan 3 popsicals
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| Fuckin bitches look like Lira Galore, chop the brick with one hand, Brooce Leroy
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| Go to the corner store, nigga I play, I’m the owner of the coast
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| My shooters don’t hit nothin less than the throat
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| Me and Yachty get it straight from the boat
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| Christian Louboutins, I feel like the pope
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| Can’t fuck with no nigga if he scared of toke
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| I walk in this bitch with a Frank Lucas coat
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| Hoes say he just be doing the most
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| Dope boy, dope boy
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| Dope boy, nigga, I’m a dope boy
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| Mix the drank with the soda, give m hell, boy
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| Hit my line, if you need you some dope, boy |