I just hung up with the dope man He just pulled up in the O van Piece in my pocket click clack Bitch I don't trust nobody get back My tempo is slurred Twist that hash with my herb Mix that soda and syrup Holdin' my strap like The Purge Undercovers is the undercovers Run motherfucker run motherfucker My homie Tone threw his 45 on the ground Both got lost and they never get found Cut through the park stay low, stay low Hear the pitbulls bark there they go I should've went to class this month But I said fuck that I'm ghost, so I just rolled up on the dope man Ay, young gunna, Okay
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I got my slang from the dope man I always wanna hang with the dope man I learned this game from the dope man Everybody give it up for the dope man I got my slang from the dope man I always wanna hang with the dope man I learned this game from the dope man Everybody give it up for the dope man
I just got a scale by the way Shout out Patty Cake by the way Told me never put a whole gram in a dime Give 'em point seven and them fools be fine But how you gon' sell by the way You ain't got a clientele by the way I'm a hit Tri-C with a couple packs And if the motherfuckers sellin I'm a double back Phone ringin more than the operator And the dealers who deliver gettin all the paper I spend Sunday trapping on Union Serving my people like Communion Can I front em a ten (No) I am not a friend (No) Give me money, take this (dope) Can I get an amen? Kells!
Okay
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I got my slang from the dope man I always wanna hang with the dope man I learned this game from the dope man Everybody give it up for the dope man I got my slang from the dope man I always wanna hang with the dope man I learned this game from the dope man Everybody give it up for the dope man
We gotta make some money It can help us out with a better car Man fuck his son You gotta better idea? It's gonna be somethin' ya'know We can get a job at Mcdonald's Man we can't get no bitches smellin' like french fries We can get fat bitches