Daytrip took it to ten I got hoes calling a young nigga phone Where's Ali with the motherfucking dope? (bitch, bitch) I be ballin' like a mo'fuckin' pro (like a, huh, like a, huh) I be ballin' like my nigga Mo (Bamba, bitch) Sheck Wes, I ain't a

Yeah bring me champagne when I'm thirsty. Bring me reefer when I want to get high. Well you know there should be no law on people that want to smoke a little dope. Well you know when I'm lonely Bring my woman set her right down here by my side. Well you

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

Cala bo, cala bo, cala bo, cala boca J’suis dans l’hood, OG Kush, je fume ma dope On est devenus des loups, on regrette nos vies d’ados Ma chérie fait du squat, j’fais des pompes, j’fais des abdos Grady, OG, Zifukoro Brolic dans le sac à dos, en cas

My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the

And I wonder what it's been like Man in the mirror, my hero 'Cause I've been on my own Or at least that's what it feels like Wanna get back right with ya When I think I'm bad like Michael He bring me back down to Tito It's written all over my face One of

Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up Might as well just give your ho up I got local ho, but I shipped her out the country though Ain't no giving up, you already know how I give it up Sippin' out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck Feed me

I gave 'em hope When my nigga needed money (What you do?) I gave 'em dope Every time we went to war (What we do?) We gave 'em smoke Fiends was copping, I was broke Fuck that shit, we gave 'em soap They forgot we gave 'em hope Let them niggas have the

Fuckboy bow down Spin off in the coupe, typhoon (skrt skrt) I act an ass, baboon Wrappin' that dope, cocoon Young rich nigga in the room Finesse a nigga, no raccoon Spending M&M's in June Took a trip to Cancun They try to play us, they play themselves

I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen I'm out on bond so I gotta beat it (Maybach Music) You scared to die nigga? Open your eyes wide and I pray you are All the dope boys say they wanna be me (boss) I got a lick boy, I got a lick 2017 trust me boy,