dope boy

label me a dope boy driving fast cars fucking bards in my jewelry make em pause hold up label be wanna play you dont want to fuck with me hustle everyday just to take care my luxury needs cops steady watching hoping they catch a lead randy moss catching money from the feinds i feeds handy with the blammy bitches only call Daddy never been scary been a beast fill up belly marry to da game sometimes da money varies betta keep a stash in re-up dough chicho grab da yayo all about them peso they say he caught a body so da homie gotta lay low money flow start showing it prepare for foes 44 on my hip i let blow she go put on a show moving slow for a pro in im my brothers keeper so im paying wat he owe antie up annie may whip tha cake up fosho automatic is the motto i just sit back wacth her swallow hustlers dont talk much that's why i chose to rap posted in the trap tryna flip another pack acrobat damn that ass fat ma come in chat wit my meat hun hunnid mile an running shout out if you see the people coming turn nothing into something now my bank on swole my mans on parole but he still want a whole thing push him da pack he came back wit it like a kid on a swing roll up some more green im half baked i grew wings bitch wat you see when you look at me assume the position its no assumption a nigga be pimpin kingpin i never flinch just ball out when its clutch only god can judge a nigga from da mud