Dopeboys

[Chorus: Muney Makkin Murda]

Dope boys, doing what the fuck we wanna

Street money, [?] blowing marajuana

And when I get hungry, have lunch at Benihana

The trap stay jumping, nigga doing [?] numbers

Dope boys, doing what the fuck we wanna

Street money, [?] blowing marajuana

And when I get hungry, have lunch at Benihana

The trap stay jumping, nigga doing [?] numbers

[Verse 1: Muney Makkin Murda]

Muney Makkin Murda, I'm that [?] squad nigga

[?] with two dollars, side bitch, you need to remember

I left [?] but her name, I can't remember

I went to bed with her, nigga, woke up on her sister

She handed me my pistol, while I'm slipping on my Trues

Pornstar hеad, I'm just laughing on that booty

Flavor having ass nigga, never paid for the coochiе

Diamonds on my wrist, the motherfucker looking fruity

You snitched on your plug, nigga, now you looking stupid

732 doors slam [?]

[?] like this bitch sound ruthlous

They ran in my spot, I left them pigs looking clueless

[Chorus: Muney Makkin Murda]

Dope boys, doing what the fuck we wanna

Street money, [?] blowing marajuana

And when I get hungry, have lunch at Benihana

The trap stay jumping, nigga doing [?] numbers

Dope boys, doing what the fuck we wanna

Street money, [?] blowing marajuana

And when I get hungry, have lunch at Benihana

The trap stay jumping, nigga doing [?] numbers

[Verse 2: Muney Makkin Murda]

Tryna take my spending nigga, I got some [?]

I'll pop you with the 449, your brain somewhere on Pluto

I got them bails [?] just like Home Alone

[?] my zone

The bitch all in my ear, talking 'bout man, you did me wrong

I gave you all my [?] phone

Bitch, quit that lil money, I bought you Gucci shit with two tone

That nigga heard of me, [?] stay home

I got [?] homies dead, shit, I hate my niggas gone

They watching me from heaven, that's why I put on

I had to get my number changed, [?] playing on my phone

Nigga [?] calone

[Chorus: Muney Makkin Murda]

Dope boys, doing what the fuck we wanna

Street money, [?] blowing marajuana

And when I get hungry, have lunch at Benihana

The trap stay jumping, nigga doing [?] numbers

Dope boys, doing what the fuck we wanna

Street money, [?] blowing marajuana

And when I get hungry, have lunch at Benihana

The trap stay jumping, nigga doing [?] numbers

[Verse 3: Muney Makkin Murda]

I put my Louis on, [?] reason

Probably why your bitch wanna eat the dick to pieces

You better watch your girl, homie, you know these hoes sneaky

I'm going back to Cali, nigga, I'm tryna fuck with Pinky

[?]

I don't fuck with your kind, nigga, that's why I'm not speaking

Real niggas fuck with me, they salute me when they see me

Different bad bitch, everytime flex see me

[?] black diamonds, bitch, lips stay shining

Money on my mind, Murda can't stop grinding

At the hideout trapping, [?] rappers can't fuck with me

We got our own money, and we ain't finna sign shit

[Chorus: Muney Makkin Murda]

Dope boys, doing what the fuck we wanna

Street money, [?] blowing marajuana

And when I get hungry, have lunch at Benihana

The trap stay jumping, nigga doing [?] numbers

Dope boys, doing what the fuck we wanna

Street money, [?] blowing marajuana

And when I get hungry, have lunch at Benihana

The trap stay jumping, nigga doing [?] numbers