Dope Dealer

Lyrics

[Hook] You a broke nigga, I'm a dope nigga You a broke nigga, I'm a coke dealer You a broke nigga, I'm a dope dealer You a broke nigga, you got no figures You a broke nigga, I'm a dope nigga You a broke nigga, I'm a coke dealer You a broke nigga, I'm a dope dealer You a broke nigga, you got no figures [Verse 1] The sun rise where the sun set I chase the money while a son rest OTM, we the gun set Delinquent payments leave your son wet Leave a mess all over the drum set, want mines and nothin' less Used to be the sixth man now they callin' me the Brick man AKA bust a script, keep a hunnit clip in the stick man Hustle, I am the boss but I started off as a hitman Flossin' all on my strip and it got you stripped to the wristband Get back when I click-clack, new shotty, no kickbacks Mishaps get them giftwrapped, body parts lookin' mismatched Left his head where his dicks at, handgrenade where his bitch at Put the gun where his lips at, all for doin' that chit-chat They say I'm vile, fuck it I take it Stack money long as the Nile and it's all for my mommas smile [?] All in a leap year, let your man rob me for a cheap fare, we share Part of my stature, I treat your jaw like the law and it's gettin' fractured Cop it then whip it after This shit I'm sippin' got me caught up in a rapture Even when I'm throwed it ain't a throne I couldn't capture [Hook] You a broke nigga, I'm a dope nigga You a broke nigga, I'm a coke dealer You a broke nigga, I'm a dope dealer You a broke nigga, you got no figures You a broke nigga, I'm a dope nigga You a broke nigga, I'm a coke dealer You a broke nigga, I'm a dope dealer You a broke nigga, ain't got no figures [Verse 2] Before I was a standout niggas knew I was standup Heard you took the stand on your homie and gave your mans up Jack boys came, you turned pussy then gave them grams up Police brought the pressure, they panickin', get they plans up You ain't my kin, I ate your bitch and chased it with a shot of gin She told you she got the gin I know that I'm prone to sin, I know that I'm prone to win I know that I'm prone to pull up and serve a nigga and spin The weed musty, the juice dirty, the blade rusty I'm unlucky, I triple crossed you, can't trust me My [?], my trap jumpin', the fiends dusty I owe Papi my work fire, I lean busty Any season keep the snow like I'm Jack Frost Five star telly, you're posted up in a crack loft Pounds get lost in the postal, now that's a pack loss Told the plug double the order and got the pack off I'm a real trapper you niggas just some pedestrians Polo all over my body like an equestrian Shorty got that wet hair, she wavy, feel like I'm jetskiing Slide up in that pussy then skate off I call it Gretzkyin'