My Dope House - Prod. by Kaytranada

My dope house, my dope house, yeah, trappin' out my dope house
Eat, sleep in the dope house, quarter key worth of dope now
Chillin' in my dope house, my dope house
Nggas stickin' up the dope house
None this sht in my dope house
Porsche stained when I roll out
I show 'em love but I love my money even more
Disrespect, don't pay me? You gots to go
(?) ship in them loads
Disrespect and play me? You gots to go
(?) faith in my nggas, Diego that's my ngga
And we kill for him and if a ngga try to kill him and I'mma die with him
Cause Freddie keep a .45 with him
ARs in the back and 9s with me
From the dudes like a 3 or 4 (?)
Clean out the shoes (?) this

Those fufu boys? We air 'em, coroner's gone stretch 'em out
Popo and detectives gone be worryin' bout my whereabouts
Those fufu boys? We air 'em, coroner's gone stretch 'em out
Popo and detectives gone be worryin' bout my whereabouts
Don't fck with me, stay in your lane
Thug everyday and never change, man
And if I see another day
I wake back up and do the same thing
Don't fck with me, stay in your lane
Thug everyday and never change, man
And if I see another day
I wake back up and do the same thang

My dope house, my dope house
Straight blw at the dope house
Popo at the dope house, snitch ngga must have told about it
Down for a kidnap, for a kidnap
Real ngga, we done did that
At the crib with your motherfckin' mama
And your kids, know where everybody did that
Everybody keep quiet
Everybody on the floor
Everbody gone see
Btch I'm from the east side
Where everybody sell dope and everybody got heat
(?) motherfckers (?) all day
Hundred murders in a week
Boys got (?) in the project hallway
Ain't nobody gone speak
Nggas mommas gonna week
I put your face on a shrt and get out of town
(?) weed and a worry and I rolled it down
That Ruger hide on my head and (?) got 30 rounds
I keep my hand on a chopper ngga