Dope in My Styrofoam
Freddie Gibbs; G‐Wiz & G.I. Fleezy
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Yeah, fo' sho'
Let a bitch get comfortable
Everything slowed down for you baby, you know what I mean?
I said bitch, don't get too comfortable
I'm a fuckin' face of drugs
Bitch don't get too comfortable
All kinds of shit bitches probably don't know
It's the shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Never let a bitch get too comfortable
Big king of the indon, Freddie King baby
Bitch don't get too comfortable
Yeah, fo' sho', yeah, uh, fo' sho', uh
It's Mr. Ho Breaker, dope slanger, dope drinker
Straight hopped up out the coupe, high off that juice, I'm no stranger
Shit is gettin' lit, gettin' blowed, Dayton wires dipped in gold
Wolves just beat the Lakers in Staples Center, two centerfolds
'Bout to go too deep, I ain't fucked a hen like two weeks
Feel like two months, syrup and pineapple Fanta, fired up two blunts
And this cloud of kush I blow set off the smoke alarm
Fuck it, hash nuggets, Gangsta Gibbs, what you smokin' on?
Amber wax and anthrax, bitch, I keep a Xan' pack
Drop one down in my Styrofoam, too high, nowhere to land at
Amber wax and anthrax, bitch, I snuck them grams back
Kick door down on the floor with that
Dope, check, I'm 'bout to cash that
Smokin' it, pass that
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Said I'm just rollin' with the homies, dope in my styrofoam, mane
Mane, mane, mane
Said I'm just smokin' with the homies, roll up another zone, mane
Mane, mane, mane
Said I'm just rollin' with the homies, dope in my styrofoam, mane
Mane, mane, mane
Said I'm just smokin' with the homies, roll up another zone, mane
Just scooped my lil' bitch in a blue Brougham
Leather feels so soft, these hoes like ridin' with no shoes on
Pineapple and purple the potion, I'm on that candy sip
All I do is player shit, color my silk Versace, bitch
One mo' nigga on the run with a yellow ho
Fine as fuck from De Janeiro but she play with her nose though
And I ain't mad at her 'cause I stay with my medicine
Self-inflicted sticky weed and codeine in my beverage
Pour up on that ice, hit the lights, on some moody shit
Bitches, dope, and dollars on some Tarantino movie shit
Other people's pussy, still keep a whole lot of it
Dope pack in my wallet with about a seventh of dope in my pocket
Gettin' blowed
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Said I'm just rollin' with the homies, dope in my styrofoam, mane
Mane, mane, mane
Said I'm just smokin' with the homies, roll up another zone, mane
Mane, mane, mane
Said I'm just rollin' with the homies, dope in my styrofoam, mane
Mane, mane, mane
Said I'm just smokin' with the homies, roll up another zone, mane
Like when you feelin' good, 'cause, bitch, I feel so right
I'm movin' out my body, purple paint and Fanta got me tight
I introduce you to my life, come take a look inside
Bitch, wipe your feet and wipe me down, bitch, we don't play around
I motivate you to go and get it while smokin' out
How you stay focused and function, bitch, we gon' blaze a pound
So when the last time you heard that?
And, yeah, we really made for this so go and send the word back
Right about now, time to tally up a stable
Got 'em ready, willing, able, molly poppin', make 'em get down
On the floor with the business and they live for the gettin' it
Player out here with it and that's me, run away with a G
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Said I'm just rollin' with the homies, dope in my styrofoam, mane
Mane, mane, mane
Said I'm just smokin' with the homies, roll up another zone, mane
Mane, mane, mane
Said I'm just rollin' with the homies, dope in my styrofoam, mane
Mane, mane, mane
Said I'm just smokin' with the homies, roll up another zone, mane