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Dope Boy

Asian Doll, BLEU
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Bitch, I'm gon' run while you pacin' Watch the car that you chasin' We gon' kill 'em with the snipers Broke niggas, they don't like us Dead one, I'ma make another one Mama told me, "Don't fuck with the street" I'ma submit, I'ma do me I've been to jail, I've been through hell I'm from the streets where they eatin' They taxin' them quarters, they greedy But I keep on runnin' back 'Cause I'm in love with the trap He's a dope boy Servin' all the fiends, that's what he known for We be cruisin' the city all night with the chauffeur That's my coke boy Realer than most boys 'Cause I'm in love with Shawty on go Run up, this .30 gon' blow Cuffin' these bitches, they know Money to eat, run it up I catch a seizure Pussy, I'm heatin' this fever Hate for no reason Bands up and next to my season Show me the real, I'ma keep it Down on my last Bitches ain't help, but they laugh Hundred K, count it in cash Dope boy, dope boy Dope boy, I stay, I stay Glock stay, bitch, I'm what I said, I'm sure When we young, high school, ran up in the gym First time that I swung with a roller We ain't down, come lay on my shoulder L be standin' on his wig and he colder I'ma pull up, get a bag No, I won't tell a nigga, I pass Hate you, she real Hate you, she trill Hate you, the baddest to come out the field Pretty and chill, fly to the hills Hurt a man once, he be ready to kill Shawty the goat Bad bitch, all that coke Fuckin' and poppin' the stove Niggas on ice, they know I'm someone they wanna know, yeah Mama told me, "Don't fuck with the street" I'ma submit, I'ma do me I've been to jail, I've been through hell I'm from the streets where they eatin' They taxin' them quarters, they greedy But I keep on runnin' back 'Cause I'm in love with the trap He's a dope boy Servin' all the fiends, that's what he known for We be cruisin' the city all night with the chauffeur That's my coke boy Realer than most boys 'Cause I'm in love with Sellin' this dope I got a freak and she like to get choked Keep it low-key with her, I never post I know her body, I be takin' notes I got this liquor, she drivin' the boat She ain't in denial, she know I'm the G.O.A.T I'm dressed in designer, got mink on my coat And she know I know she a freak on the low I'm in the street with it, I'm in the trenches You better not call me with all of that bitchin' That pussy on lock and she never be friendly Hit from the back and bitch, I got you twitchin' I see it all through these Cartier lenses You know that I got the streets in a frenzy I got these diamonds, I got these VV's Hood in control like I work in QC No other bitch gon' do me like you do me I stole your heart, you gon' have to sue me We ain't got no friends, the Benz got two seats Yeah, you don't really need nobody You better believe you got it I fuck with you 'cause you solid Yeah, I fuck with you 'cause you solid, yeah, yeah Mama told me, "Don't fuck with the street" I'ma submit, I'ma do me I've been to jail, I've been through hell I'm from the streets where they eatin' They taxin' them quarters, they greedy But I keep on runnin' back 'Cause I'm in love with the trap He's a dope boy Servin' all the fiends, that's what he known for We be cruisin' the city all night with the chauffeur That's my coke boy Realer than most boys 'Cause I'm in love with