DOPE

Ay, Madenka, I feel that's the one you know? Na, na na na Na, na na Dope Money Green Na, na na na Cold Money Clean it Na, na na N- will kill you for what you believe in I bought a new - for no reason And it's getting cold so it's coming to season He caught a body, he comin' through cheesin' We ain't with none of the crying and grieving You know that my shooters is dying to see them N- can't find him he hidin' we seekin' He in the city, he dying this weekend I took a -, it keep me calm None of them n- is doing me harm None of my b- is doing me wrong I keep a smile I ain't losing my charm I know the feds listen to this music So I never say what I do in these songs He send the addy, we pull up he gone Up close so I ain't shotting from long Dope Money Green Na, na na na Cold Money Clean it Na, na na Ayy, duffel-bag for the money, what the business is? All across the world servin' it from sin to sin I'ma make sh- stretch to the end the end On my knees every night, but I'ma sin again Sorry Lord, can't say I don't know better Big stepper 'till my toes start hurting Get him killed then write him a murder letter Few subliminals in my verses Big chain on my neck finna break my neck Need a brace for my neck, mm-hmm H- brain with the best I ain't feeling her sex So her best friend next, mm-hmm Call collect to charter jets Then billboard charts happen next Gotta big flex on my ex Hold it over her head 'til she meet her death Declined my calls and missed my text I know them h- regret I'm numb on a h-, I ain't feelin' 'em He could be with the kid we gon kill him Get the drop then you know I'm a sinner No tags on the whip, no rentals, ayy! Hop out lemme see the feet work n- When you finna shoot out that window Dope Money Greed Nah, nah, nah, nah Cold Money Clean it Na, na na Dope Money Green Na, na na na Cold Money Clean it Na, na na Dope Money Green Na, na, hmm Hmm, na na Na, na, hmm, na, na Dope Hmm, na, na Money Green, na, na