Dope In My Sock

[Intro: Quavo]

I got it, got it ... Huh

Yo, yo

[Chorus: Quavo]

Young nigga flying pigeons all over the sea

Wrist game got my arm strong, Hercules

Got the molly in the jar look like Dippin' Dots

Gettin' money I got work call it Chris Rock

I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock

I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock

I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock

I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock

[Verse 1: Quavo]

I got the dope, hit her one time and I bet you gon' choke

Trying to take my dope my nigga

I'm coming to hang you on rope

Feeling like Slick the Ruler

Versace my shirt I love Medusa

Can't get in contact with my plug

So I'm taking a flight to Bermuda

I got the dope

Whipping and whipping the brick my arm gets sore

Drop a hundred bands off to my momma nigga

Just to make sure everything kosher

Hit a nigga ass with the Ropa Dope

Cause I see these niggas getting tired

You run out of bullets my nigga gon' get you BOW GRAHH nigga it's a homicide

Gone!

[Chorus: Quavo]

Young nigga flying pigeons all over the sea

Wrist game got my arm strong, Hercules

Got the molly in the jar look like Dippin' Dots

Gettin' money I got work call it Chris Rock

I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock

I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock

I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock

I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock

[Verse 2: Takeoff]

I put the dope in my sock, I put the dope on the block, I'm fucking your ho

OJ I'm trapping at Texaco, nigga talk shit, but he buyin' my dope

Breaking these pigeons off chickens, serving the junk's chicken tenders

Finessed the plug for a bag of work and I'm glad I didn't ate 'fo dinner

I know some lions some bears some tigers hyenas and even gorillas

My jeweler he call it can cooler it'll buy me shivers

My boss credentials got these bitches callin' me king in front of their mister

You get the picture?

Don't get it twisted

I'm not a DJ but I will remix ya

[Chorus: Quavo]

Young nigga flying pigeons all over the sea

Wrist game got my arm strong, Hercules

Got the molly in the jar look like Dippin' Dots

Gettin' money I got work call it Chris Rock

I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock

I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock

I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock

I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock