(Verse 1)
31 years old so I done been through all that dizzert
Came up off the porch straight serving off the crizzurb
Long time ago, I don't do that sh** no mo'
This the last time I'mma tell you, wanna hear it?
(Here it goes!)
It was me and Baby James,
With an ounce to our name
Rollin' up to all the dimes, same clothes from yesterday
And I smoke a brand of k** so, plated this half this time
When that noise came in way head on the roof to smoke bones
f** with rap b**hes, hiffin em hercs
Lost a sack but I got back cause the dice game was hittin'
It was me and Kung Pao breakin' day in the lobby
n***a puffin' on dank sellin' rocks as a hobby
Bankroll in my pocket so everybody know me
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Went home and gave my mama three hundred for some groceries
We hit the mall and ball
Hit the club and spend it all
Now I'm back to Square A
With them squares to get off
(Hook x2)
Dope Song
Dope Song, Dope Song
Dope Song
Dope Song, Dope Song
(Verse 2)
Crackhead Lisa
She used to be fit
Had s** with a trick, and now she sick
She offer you some head if give her some d**
Just make sure you when you hit it you better wear a glove
I'm sick of all these n***as with their ten year old story
You ain't doin' that mo', n***a long time ensured
So take this as a diss song, cause this is my last song
(Bout my last dope song?)
Bout my last dope song
(Hook x2)
Dope Song
Dope Song, Dope Song
Dope Song
Dope Song, Dope Song