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[Hook â PeeWee Longway]
Real dope boy whip hard chicken with the egg beater
Bricks stay [?], boy Iâm tripping with the E
No lettuce in my bank but real monefa
Smoking up the pound, OG Reefer
The judge say I got a real dope boy description
All in the courtroom, on the [?] sipping
8 in the morning, on the molly, liquor tripping
D boy shit, young nigga double clipping
On the road, weâre street finessing and juuging, oh
Gucci prints for all my children, oh
Big Guwop one dope ass nigga
Pour mud up and sipped up nigga
[?] chain, he must be doped up nigga
Iâm no sleep gang, why you even up my nigga
Unload the truck my nigga, just caught me a duck
Call up, in New York, trust a dope boyâs script all on my [?]
Iâm a real dope boy, so you know whatâs up
Gucci and Scooter on my side with the U-Haul truck
We ainât moving nobody, we bout to move some bucks
We ainât moving nobody, bout to move some bucks
Count up, count up
[Hook â Young Scooter]
Real dope boys, real dope boys
Black and Migo Gang, Brick Squad, real dope boys
Real dope boy, real dope boy
Money, power, ammunition means you a dope boy
Real dope boy, real dope boy
Donât you touch that pot if you canât whip that dope boy
Real dope boy, real dope boy
Never seen a brick, that means you ainât no dope boy
[Verse 2 â Young Scooter]
26, bought 12 inch rims, if 12 pulls up, letâs do it
Your dope it jump out the gym but my dope it might break the rim
We donât use a fork, you know Spook, he might shake the pot
Hundred thousand cap and I ainât have to cook a fucking rock
Dope boy certified, I put work on any block
In the trap we satisfied, listen, you could learn a lot
Killing on the road, road running, I done lost a lot
I Wiz Khalifa bricks, tailor them, I got remix shop
You ainât no dope boy, you ainât got no dope boy
My partner Longway a real dope boy
You claim to be a boss, you a ho boy
Every day of the year I got dope boy
[Hook]
[Verse 3 â Gucci Mane]
I like my dope proven, all my niggas shooting
I ball but I ainât hooping, you can call me Mark Cuban
My [?] is a movie, my watch is filled with rubies
My niggas stick together, getting this money like we Jewish
He almost got the [?], but I ainât finna do it
I cut her from the team, she had a check, she blew it
I like my hoes exotic, I like my shoes exclusive
Iâm pouring fours now but I used to pour deuces
I throw grenades now but I used to shoot Uzis
Iâm lying in a 44, 2 on [?]
Iâm back making old school trap boy music
Itâs Gucci Mane, the schooler, so the work canât lose it
[Hook]
- Album:
- Free Gucci: The Release
- Guwop Home (Single)
- Everybody Looking
- Last Time (Single)
- Woptober
- The Return of East Atlanta Santa
- I Am Trap
- 1017 Mafia: Incarcerated
- Brick Factory 3
- Views From Zone 6
- Mr. Clean, The Middle Man
- Breakfast
- Dinner
- Lunch
- Trap House 5: The Final Chapter
- Dessert EP
- King Gucci
- El Chapos Home
- Street Nigga Progress
- Mane Attraction