Dope Boy Shit

Lyrics
[Intro] Bankroll! [Verse] Started out ain't have a penny Ended up water wippin' Pussy nigga's getting murdered Ain't no motherfucking witness I ain't going to fuckin' prison Ain't no motherfucking sentence [?] Came back and bought a Birkin Sold yo auntie a fifty Fuck ya girl I need some quicky Got so many pounds in the house Nigga you can come and pick it Got so many pounds in the kitchen Nigga you can come and mix it Bankroll ballin' real hard Flexing bank, new jewelry VVS stone real cold Colder than a McFlurry Yo shit, [?] My shit, iced out Summertime brought the bike out Drought time brought the white out Bankroll this a trendsetter, Maison Margiela, motorcycle [?] VVS stones in the bezel, brand new Beretta, nigga try i'll wack ya Kickin' shit like David Beckham, pickin' hoes like Hugh Hefner Cookin' up cocaine stretchers, cookin' up cocaine extra's [Hook] Dope boy shit (dope boy shit) Dope boy shit (dope boy shit) Dope boy shit (dope boy shit) Dope boy shit (dope boy shit) Neck on a split (split) Wrist on a brick (brr!) Bricks in the six (bricks) Bricks on a brick (ay!) Dope boy shit (dope boy shit) Dope boy shit Dope boy shit Dope boy shit (Fresh!) Neck on a split (split) Wrist on a brick (brick, Bankroll!) Bricks in the six (skrrt!) Bricks on a brick (Fresh!) [Verse 2] Street Money mobbin', i know that you knew it These fuck nigga's hating, they shit I see through it Smoking and drinking I let it influence Purple Ac', purp on me, purple my [?] Imma shoot you so fuck all this you showin' Yo bih suckin' dick [?] I'm at the west-end, four hoes and they foreign Brick on my arm, bitch keep it goin' [?], Bankroll what i'm showin' You know your hoe goin' Fuck all [?] Choke on that dick, she choke on that dick Bankroll! Dope money shit Look at this shit, look at this six I'll send this motherfucker with the kit Talk to the whip he might call you a bitch You talk to them foes we gon' call you a snitch [?] and go dig up a ditch Flying to Cali just me and a bitch Wrist on a brick, mid 36 I'm walkin' lick, y'ain't talk bout' shit Y'ain't talk bout' nothing, I got the cannon Aim in that motherfucker where you're standing Smoke the whole 16, down in Miami These came from Cali, how did i get it here Fresh you too hard, but this is yo year [?] {?} [?] You niggas snakes, like medusa hair Do not compare, boy don't you dare I'm at the club, the dope boys there Bankroll! (ay!) Fresh! (go!) [Hook] Dope boy shit (dope boy shit) Dope boy shit (dope boy shit) Dope boy shit (dope boy shit) Dope boy shit (dope boy shit) Neck on a split (split) Wrist on a brick (brr!) Bricks in the six (bricks) Bricks on a brick (ay!) Dope boy shit (dope boy shit) Dope boy shit Dope boy shit Dope boy shit Neck on a split (split) Wrist on a brick (brick) Bricks in the six (skrrt!) Bricks on a brick (Fresh!)
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Credits
- Producers
- D. Rich