Dope $hit Lyrics

Yeah, ay

So she say that she got ass

I'm like, back back it up

Always runnin' late for class

'Cause I'm stackin, stackin' up

Man, that last shot of yak

'Bout to get you fucked up

ZAC's back in the sack

Like I'm hangin' with some nuts

And I'm workin' on my game

Like I've done this shit before

Breakin' ankles, takin' names

Like I'm on the ball court

Ain't got time to waste

Like I ain't got no remorse

And if you're tryin' to find me later

Probably smokin' on the porch

Yeah, ay

I'm down and dirty with it, yeah

Steady pressin' with the vision, yeah

Still tryin' to find my limit, yeah

Still gotta do my fuckin' dishes, yeah

Uh

So keep talkin' shit

I ain't got no regrets

I learn from my mistakes

But my life been a mess

Ain't no lookin' up

When you grew up with the stress

And trailer parks in the hood

Might as well be projects

And, I know you had it good

I can tell by your demeanor

Same paint up on my whip

But she never been cleaner

I'm staying out the grass

'Cause the snakes gettin' sneakier

I'm all about that ass

'Til it stops gettin' freakier

So baby, back it up

I'm busy spittin, switchin' gears

Tellin' stories with my pain and

Paintin' pictures with my tears

Leavin' nothin' on the tape

And lettin' go of all my fears

I got no room for the fake

There's only real ones up in here (only real, only real)

Yeah

Yeah, we on some dope shit

Yeah, we on some dope

Yeah, we on some dope shit

Yeah, we on some dope

Yeah, we on some dope

Yeah, we on some dope dope dope shit

Yeah, we on some dope

Yeah, we on some dope shit

Yeah, we on some dope

Yeah, we on some dope

We on some dope dope dope shit

Yeah, we on some dope

Yeah, ay

And it ain't about the money

I just want some dope

Spittin' fire out my lungs

Boy, I want the smoke

And they thought that I'd be done

But I'm still on the go

Gettin' twizzy in my twenties

Ain't been livin' it slow

Smokin' stizzys, gettin' blunted

I been in and out the country

Still keepin' my shit bumpin

Even in the grove

AC on the max

Windows in the do

We only fuckin' with the real

You know how it go

Yeah, ay

I'm down and dirty with it

Still ridin' in my thirty

With a dime in it

And I ain't been wastin' time

Analyzin' it

Know I'm ready for the shine

It's my time to win

Ain't no time like the now

I gotta get it in

Been slippin' on the flo

Now I'm slidin' in (slide-slide-sliding)

And in case you didn't know

I'm 'bout the Benjamins

Been steady with the growth

I'm on dope

Gettin' dope

Won't catch me on the low

I'm in the smoke, findin' hope

Don't leave me in the clear

I need it hazy

And don't catch me in the morning

Swear I'm crazy

And I'm all about the Beamers, baby

Fuck Mercedes

Yeah

Yeah, we on some dope shit

Yeah, we on some dope shit

Yeah, we on some dope shit

Yeah, we on some dope shit

Yeah, we on some dope shit

Yeah, we on some dope shit