dope shit

this is crack

rock cocaine

it isn't glamorous or cool or kid stuff

yeah

uh bitch check check one two

i been cooking this dope

ho

look

back inside this bitch with my eyes wide

pussy boy with nine lives

this is a homicide

what is that five pies

broke it down

served it all to five guys

a burger and some fries

a dead man told me i got murder in my eyes

and i had to disagree

except for the time that i got that misdeme

wanted to kill that cop

but he had a glock and i had a history

viciously pulled over my car

maliciously searched throughout my whole goddamn trunk

now they convicting me of felonies

y'all acting like i'm selling keys

what y'all tryin' to scrooge me

bitch i'm about to eben-ease my way out this whole situation

delegations with masons done had my money inflatin'

but now it seem like satan always be on my side

so for kpe i ride

i do this shit to the day i die

motherfuckers hate on the way i vibe

but a hater gon' hate

i'm a do what i got to homeboy cause i got to

tell them don't judge i'm not you

see i roll through when the crop due

and i cop two roll one

blow it down with my old cause

we reminiscing on old times

like all we playing is bone thugs

see old heads they showed love

some of y'all oppose me

supposedly

but they can never dispose of me

i been cooking dope that dope shit

one hundred percent white fish scale coke shit

come alone

grab yourself a key or get gone

boy i ain't got the time to be sitting at home

cause i been cooking this dope that dope shit

one hundred percent fish scale off the boat shit

come alone

grab yourself a key or get gone

boy i ain't got the time to be sitting at home

cause i been cooking this dope

flow hard while i smoke hyena

evil shit that make you laugh like it's cociana

tell her girl please don't mind my demeanor

i don't smoke no bobby brown save that shit for tina

cleaner than a coke head that's cleaning for coke

kush beds in my living room that's something that i'm eager to smoke

at night times my female elope

but when that sunrise she out tryin' to hang me from ropes

hang in the cut that's the heart of the womb

no one else is harder to move

it's like martyr a mist of the cross

caught up in all of this crossfire

war cross i be a liar boy you gotta be boss or get fired

and i'm tryin' to be the boss of desire

but the messiah always got something to say about ties

and i ain't got nothing to pay for these lies

i worry about mines so i ain't got the time to worry about they crying

boy

fuck them shit i cock that nine back and i let it go

for those of y'all that thought i was sleeping i had to let you know

i been cooking dope that dope shit

one hundred percent white fish scale coke shit

come along

grab yourself a key or get gone

boy i ain't got the time to be sitting at home

cause i been cooking this dope that dope shit

one hundred percent white fish scale coke shit

come alone

shit i been coking dope

like i'm fresh out of the grove pots and pans

kitchen stove

contraband

i love the way the combination making noise like we having a conversation

i guess that's why it's crack rock

shit

feeling like i hit the jackpot

if i ain't got a nine-to-five this my last shot

homie it is that hot we always whipping up all the coke

i wa- fuck didn't even work out

cooking that dope shit

one hundred percent white fish scale coke shit

come along

get yo pussy ass a key or get gone

cause i ain't got the time to be sitting at home bitch