Dope Sales

Lyrics

[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd] KrispyLife Still grindin' Yeah, nigga [Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd] Where I live, it ain't no Black people, speedin', I might hit a honky Horny, the user look good, I might hit a junkie Lost my nigga Gabe, turnt up that's what did it for me Niggas tryna get over, got me lookin' funny Dior sneaks coverin' up my toenails Bitch say she cut me off, I text back, "Oh well" Nine bullets hit his hair, make his fro swell If I wasn't rappin', I'd be makin' dope sales Gettin' good with bein' sneaky, mix the Wock' with the Propel Torture dog, tie him up, snatch off his toenails You had me at not listening, that's where my ho failеd Set up shop at your nearest motеl Do the dirt by myself, I ain't into co-Ds Go home and cook, I ain't into Coneys Call me weird, but don't you see what happen at them Coneys? Niggas not catchin' bodies, they gettin' booked for stolies On a good day, off rap, made twenty thousand Send a groupie her own location, I be actin' childish Never do my own taxes, I just pay accountants What you make in two weeks, give my son that, double his allowance [Verse 2: Louie Ray] If I do the crime, I can do the time, I won't tell Your bitch at my spot makin' dope sales I can weigh a 'bow up at one time, I got four scales Youngest nigga boomin' in my hood, had a Nextel Uh, fast car driver, tryna shake 12 If I had six zips of soft, I could make twelve I'm good at this shit when it comes to the hustle (I am) Gotta get the structure right, pick brains and the muscle Ayy, they fuck with me, know I came from the struggle They be extra sometimes, know my name finna bubble I can't do it, she might post me on her page if we cuddle They ain't give a fuck about me, threw my name in a puddle Don't play with me, bitch, I can make a flyer with your pussy on it Never switched up, bitch, my PLR got a fully on it Her body naked in the crib, I put a hoodie on it I'll pull up to your street with my security, be a bully on it