BiC Fizzle - Dope Fein lyrics

Quantini did it, haha

Louis, Versace, Fendi (Woo)
Talk about bankroll, bae, I got plenty
(Racks) fuck with my Cartier watch, be sick
Say she like how we fuck
And my pendant be spinnin' (Bling)
Young rich nigga, I'm winning
New widebody, come ride out with me (Skrrt)
Thinkin' 'bout time, it's time go
On, BiC thug it alone
Head off at the ceiling (I'm gone)

Hey, nice to meet ya, my name
Fizzle, still have a party
Your friends and my nigga (My nigga)
Two shots and we ain't cash out on a
Lick, slide on the day, no pennies
I'm with ya (Gelato)
GG4 on my Swisher, I'm kickin' back, coolin'
Controllin' my temper (On God)
Don't fuck with them, only one for my nigga
Was broke, they was cool, now I'm lit
It's an issue (BiC Fizzle)
Back of the Rolls truck, chillin' with Gucci
Just fucked off a fifty Ps
Fuckin' with Cootie (Fuckin' with Cootie)
I'm with the guy, know we shoot a movie
I'm 1017, free Shiesty and Foogi'
(Free Shiesty and Foo)
Get ma a crib with a pool and Jacuzzi
I sign me a deal actin' lil' bit choosy
I be like this, just stop the confusion
BiC winning right now, niggas gotta be losin'
(Gotta be losin')
Say he gon' jack me, he gotta be stupid
(He gotta be stupid)
Bustdown 1K, big-ass baguettes (Bling, bling)
Fuck up the curb in the 392
I ain't trippin' too much
(Skrrt) , I been watchin' this 'Vette (Boom)
Try me, I put that switch to the TEC
(Grah) , send a hook, no serve
No shoes or vest waited my time
They thought it was funny when I told
Them people BiC Fizzle was next
(BiC Fizzle, uh huh)

Yeah, whoever knew I'd be in that position
You heard me?
All my family good, you heard me?
They used to count me out, you heard me?
Yeah, you heard me, Klan business, 1K 4L
(This shit for life)
Me and my niggas made history in the city
You heard me?
You can't get no chance like this twice
You heard me?
And forever stand on business, you heard me?
Klan business: 1K 4L, 1017, So Icy
Ayy, you heard me? Bring me back in
(BiC Fizzle)

1017, that's the motherfuckin' label
1K be the Klan, we connected like cables
I made away and now my people
Labeled, I give you my time
Then I'm doin' you a favor
Fizzle the greatest, not a captain savior
I might buy a product right after I slay her
392, I put smoke in the air
I just rent the Scat Pack
Tryna beat up a curb
Blowin' my phone, ho touchin' the nerve
Bitch give me head and I Phineas and Ferb
Countin' up backends, fuck what you heard
Picture where I'ma be eighty-five more years
I want a million for all them tears
A young nigga dropped on the way onto here
Said I was done, but it what it is
Relax when I'm off eighteen ecstasy pills
Dope swing, dope swing just after this
Codeine, dope fiend waitin' for a seal
Deep in the hood where it's kill or be killed
Right hand on the Glock
Left hand on the wheel
Punk, they swear that I'm slidin' with heavy
I'm runnin' stop sign like we
Fresh off a drill
So Icy diamonds, this shit in my grill
Gotta hit the jackpot tryna live how we live

Louis, Versace, Fendi
Talk about bankroll, bae, I got plenty
Fuck with my Cartier watch, be sick
Say she like how we fuck
And my pendant be spinnin'
Young rich nigga, I'm winning
New widebody, come ride out with me
Thinkin' 'bout time, it's time go
On, BiC thug it alone
Head off at the ceiling