Dope Boy (with Nigo)

Yeah (Wheezy outta here)
Slatty, huh
Uh

Dope boy Nike, spikes, they can't spy, kid
Lawnmower service, I ain't have to sell white-tee's
Orange and blue Richard Mille, feel like Spike Lee
Put my daughter in Fendi blankets when she night-nighty

I don't need a key to crank it, all my opp's spicy
They bitches wanna fuck us all day and all night, G
Acrobatic wrist, I flip the disk, give me a kiss, bitch
Contemplatin' on this deal 'cause I'm already rich, bitch

Sometimes I eat cereal, but I never eat tricks
Triad green AP on my bitch, look like it's mint
Brown diamond soda, I don't gеt tired of Coca-Cola
Put Pirellis on the griddiеs Benz, cocaine stole the show

My old bitch just had a baby, I bought her Bentayga strollers
Pop the shit, I'm never sober (I'm never sober)

Nigga, fuck a Ford and focus, you can get rich because I told you so
You a thotty bitch, don't grab no bag, I already told you no
Bitch, I already know it's easy to catch it like the common cold
Plenty more, bitches say I'm good for 'em, just like melaton'

Dope boy Nike, spikes, they can't spy, kid
Lawnmower service, I ain't have to sell white-tee's
Orange and blue Richard Mille, feel like Spike Lee
Put my daughter in Fendi blankets when she night-nighty (Wheezy outta here)

Dope boy Nike, spikes, they can't spy, kid
Lawnmower service, I ain't have to sell white-tee's
Orange and blue Richard Mille, feel like Spike Lee
Put my daughter in Fendi blankets when she night-nighty



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Williams, Nagao Tomoaki
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