Doperun ft. 3L Beezy Lyrics

Aye, aye, aye

Yeah I been getting money

I just did a turnaround my head spent 700

Ian got to take a trip to the country

I got real runners

Dope run dope run tryna run up 200

Dope run dope run (uh)

I can't let you hold nun (uh)

He can't hold no water

He gone tell when them folks come (rat)

My twin just got rich off of grass

On god I thought he was growing something

You in debt, but tried to pay me last

Keep it you don't owe me nothing

Stepping on that pack!

If you sniff it bet your nose hurt (yea)

You can't run from me

Backshot, backshot Ricky

I be soul searching (bop bop bop)

Ops broke, mad, and tryna beef

Boy yo clothes dirty

I'm the type to creep up on yo street

Let off a whole thirty (no cap)

I'm the type to break the gang off

And leave a hoe thirsty (bitch)

Saks Fifth shopper, road running

In the country early

So many heads on my phone

I swear to god it make me nervous

My hoe steady nagging

Sorry baby Ian comin early

Yeah I been getting money

I just did a turnaround my head spent 700

Ian got to take a trip to the country

I got real runners

Dope run dope run (dope)

Tryna run up 200 (dope)

Dope run dope run

I can't let you hold nun (yea)

He can't hold no water

He gone tell when them folks come (shh)

My twin just got rich off of grass

On god I thought he was growing something (on god)

You in debt, but tried to pay me last

Keep it you don't owe me nothing (keep dat)