Death 2 Dope

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Living the dream vicariously
They party through me
A part of me sees their need to be free
Their need to be me is starting to be
Ingloriously, affording to be as dope as they see
They cannot crate their own kind of wave
They go through a phase
Creating cliches
They do as I say
They move and they sway
They stay aligned with my moon
Fa real
It feels like I'm on Neptune
Knowing I'm the best in rooms
They obsess, I groom
Little mes, invest in you
Still gotta protect the groove
Inhale my style
They don't want no smoke
Raid the room
I'm the doom
I'm the death 2 their dope
Been gone awhile
When they feel me they'll choke
Write on the tomb
They say doom
I'm the death 2 their dope
At grave I smile bringing flowers and note
Says see you soon
I'm the doom
I'm the death to their dope

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

You only got it up on Instagram
Goin broke just tryna be the man
Know ya shorty is gone leave with him
I don't care just know I see ya fam
Those filters can only cover so much
They want whats real so they coming to us
They wanna feel so they ready to touch
Ready to
I'm a vibe so they ready to touch
How she look so sweet but drop that heat
Educated when she speaks but still so street
They be amazed
How I keep going until the beat fades
Meek braids
Sweepstakes
Cheapskates can't afford
A penny for my thoughts
Many men gave their fifty cent
Don't want what they brought
My love is so sought
They're so intrigued
They say I'm so soft
They playing the game
Bitch I'm Laura Croft
I'm lettin one off

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)

Death to dope to death to dope to dope
(Yea you workin' wit some ass yeah
You bad yeah, ah)



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Writer(s): Evita Colon
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