Dope Boy

[Intro: Gucci Mane] (Zaytoven) Dope boys Dope boys stand up Zaytoven [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Dope boys, dope boys, dope boys, dope boys Dope boys, dope boys, dope boys, dope boys [Verse 1: Project Pat] I been hustling since a little nigga Came up with some hood niggas I done met a lot of fuck boys, done lost some good niggas Money never make a man, but it'll make a man pull the trigger Your best friend turn to snitch nigga You can't reason with a fuck nigga You sweet boy, tryna play hard Went and bought some new sticks, 30 rounds in AR's Racked up, blow a lot of paper Foreign cars make a bitch wet Jewels like I'm Dipset Brick of Yeezy, that's some quick yay My migo, he a gangsta, I call him hombre Sauced up, I'm a wave god Blocked up like the Trap God Snitch nigga, you a bitch nigga, load up, I'mma play ya'll [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Dope boys, dope boys, dope boys, dope boys Dope boys, dope boys, dope boys, dope boys [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] I pay a penny for your thoughts and leave your brains on the asphalt Don't blame me, it's the cash fault I throw rocks from a glass house A trap house, a stash house Rob your block, take the mask off I don't need a hand out, but I might cut your hand off I'm so Marilyn Manson I'm so heinously handsome I'm more dangerous than famous, I'll take your grandson for ransom I might live a vamp life That lady in the tramp My bitch sleep all day, gold fangs like a vampire Them niggas might find it odd, I wear my shades in the dark And when I say I'm a god I still have faith in the lord Know the Tonka's a sport Be careful what you record These men act like boys, they scared to cut off the cord [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Dope boys, dope boys, dope boys, dope boys Dope boys, dope boys, dope boys, dope boys