I thank the Lord I ain't a broke nigga I get the money, I'm a hustler So if you're buying what I'm selling, you a customer See I can get it to you anywhere, anything I mix it up, I fix it up, and I switched it up I locked down this end and got it twisted

Dope boy, dope boy, dope boy, nigga (yeah) Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it, run it up Got a bitch to get the bread 'cause the bank playin' Dope boy, count, count, dope boy, count, count (yeah) That's when I have some cool water that I whip slow

Murda on the beat with the murder man Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand Steppin' on his dope like a step dad Too turnt up, can't help that Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax Watch so dumb it got kept back Bitch so thick, she can't help that 'Cause she

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, like an American You make me crazy, you make me wild Just like a baby, spin me 'round like a child Your skin so golden brown Be young, be dope be proud Like an American Like ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, whoa Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Play house,

I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I got my slang from the dope man I always wanna hang wit the dope man I learned this game from the dope man Everybody give it up for the dope man I just hung up wit the dope man He just pulled up in the O van

I'm the plug If y'all niggas need straps, then get at me Well, if you need that, then get at me Dope, coke, crack, man get at me Holla when you need it, my price you can't beat it Holla when you need it; my price you can't beat it We move the work like

I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope Sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope Just some shit to get from back and forth Okay, the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope The neighbors think I'm, neighbors think I'm I think the neighbors

Your love is deadly Tell me life is beautiful Nothing without you All my dreams and all the lights mean Pretty cameras I can be your China doll Boy, you're so dope I'm nothing without you They all think I have it all

A.K.A. stem cells Errybody know the cat like a dope meme I got em' buzzing off the crack like a dope fiend They saw em' come up with a Mac yeah I'm so Steve Nowadays bitches tryna crack got 'em ODing Like how them hoes want to get it with L They know

Hands, in the, air, now! I got the crowd yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye, all the Dope Boyz yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye, from the back they yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye! Aye, all my