Rylo Rodriguez, OMB Peezy - Dope Boy lyrics

Hitmaka real forever
Kutta, cut that shit up, man

Look, dope boy out the trenches
Can't forget I made my youngin' rich
(My youngin') pink slip on a foreign
Can't believe I really own the bih
(I own it) make my quota, then we order
Legend how I run it up (I run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up
Dope boy out the trenches
Can't forget I made my youngin' rich
(My youngin') pink slip on a foreign
Can't believe I really own the bih
(I own it) make my quota, then we order
Legend how I run it up (Run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I makе it up (Make it up)

He been shootin' like Dior so I bought


A tеn pairs of Michael J's (Michael J's)
Throw away but I ain't throw it away
I just put it inside the microwave
(DJ lift up) but we don't do flight delays
(I'm ridin' with clippers) like we forgot
To shave (She's a stripper)
I seen you at Ace
(If you trip up) just know he gotta pay
How much it cost, your life? I'm sayin'
How much it cost, your ice? A mansion
My team, we ballin', this flight, a Vantage
Dreamin' far inside all of my vibes
A fantasy
The dime I'm flingin', V Live, she dancin'
Got a bitch outta Maryland, who swipe
She scammin'
I bought her a wig to get her outta my hair
Got a Ruger, if I send 'em bullets, they rare
I hate Hanes i know some niggas got murked
Their mother was scared 'cause
They had dead brains (Man)
They picture me like digit's
And all my cameramen got great angles
If she usually let it spin
She hit that head, she might be bae angel
Said her skinny wants the wide body Charger
Fuck a waist trainer

Look, dope boy out the trenches
Can't forget I made my youngin' rich
(My youngin') pink slip on a foreign
Can't believe I really own the bih
(I own it) make my quota, then we order
Legend how I run it up (I run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up
Dope boy out the trenches
Can't forget I made my youngin' rich
(My youngin') pink slip on a foreign
Can't believe I really own the bih
(I own it) make my quota, then we order
Legend how I run it up (Run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up (Make it up)

Look, dope boy (Dope boy)
And I make a nigga lay
Down, everybody hit the floor
Nigga ain't have no choice (Have no choice)
I was on the block, late night
Big cuz on the store, off White tag hangin'
Nigga don't know nothin'
He'll prolly think I stole it (I stole it)
Nigga, I'll steal your life
I'll end your night
Look at me the wrong way when I'm rollin'
(Rrah) pull up in the pu', told her get in
"Make enough room for your
Problems to fit in"
She might gotta sit on your lap
But don't sit on that strap
Better watch where you sit (Where you sit)
I come from the projects, they
Know they can't stop it
They sit back and watch how we live
(How we live)
Where I'm from, if you rich, you gon' get it
(Gon' get it)
I'ma break her lil' back if she willin'
Youngin' out the bricks
I can't forget I turned my youngin' on
(My youngin') i shoot sum', I'm gon' hit
I cannot miss, bitch, who you runnin' from?
(Runnin')
Promise you can't come around that gang
If you ain't one of us (One of us)
And if you 'round me
You can't tote that flame if
You ain't done enough (Peezy)

Look, dope boy out the trenches
Can't forget I made my youngin' rich
(My youngin') pink slip on a foreign
Can't believe I really own the bih
(I own it) make my quota, then we order
Legend how I run it up (I run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up
Dope boy out the trenches
Can't forget I made my youngin' rich
(My youngin') pink slip on a foreign
Can't believe I really own the bih
(I own it) make my quota, then we order
Legend how I run it up (Run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up (Make it up)