[Intro]
TrashBaggBeats
Phew, phew, phew
Yeah
Fuck what you thought nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Dawg shit records
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t know one dope boy that ever lost
Yeah. yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
I’m a dope boy ion wanna be nun else
Bitch talking about some fuck me no hoe fuck yourself
Bitch you better get some money that’s what you better do
Bitch time is money I can’t fit you with my schedule
Chopper bullets hit you and they go through niggas nеxt you to
Headshot turn a human being to a vegеtable he can’t talk he can’t walk boy this shit bad
Choppa bullets hit him in the gut he got a shit bag
I’m a mother fucking dope boy bitch like my damn dad
My mama like when I rap old beats she say I be in my damn bag
All these niggas wanna be like pap they trying to steal my damn swag
I feel like Mitch I cloud leave the game but is they gone love me?
I’m gon’ tell you to your face hell nah I don’t trust you
We could do what you wanna do you could take it how you want to
A real man always gon’ stand on his own two if you gon’ do it then do it but don’t be talking about what you gon’ do
Shooters slide with sticks lil nigga it’s one on two
[Break]
Dope boys gon’ always win that’s a guaranteed
Dawg shit records
We ain’t shit like them niggas
Nah don’t compare us to them niggas
We ain’t shit like them niggas
[Verse 2]
Ayy we them boys Neph I tell you that shit everyday nigga
I want some mother fucking money you can see it on my face nigga
Chopstick hit it’ll blow yo ass away nigga
Had a lot on my plate I’m talking way more than Ye nigga
I be going crazy I feel like that Kanye nigga I woke up this morning bitch I’m feeling like a grave digger
Unc don’t like ten he said he want that shit gray nigga
Cuz’ don’t want to trap by his self I told him I’ll stay with him
Last batch of dog now I gotta get a new blender high speed but I’m silky, super smooth with the finish
[?] serving chicken but I ain’t penny pitching
Sucka nigga keep your distance fuck around and have to Lynch him
Glock going off like Scottie Pippen they like papi why you tripping?
Pop a nigga then pop subscriptions I’m real Rx check my prescription
Dawg shit guaranteed them, dope boys always winning
Phew, phew
[Outro: Rx Papi & Gloria Ann Taylor]
Dawg shit records
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy we them mother fucking bitch
Yeah, yeah dawg shit records
Yeah, yeah dawg shit records
Yeah, yeah Dawg shit records
My love movin' too, yeah
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