Yung Mal, Lil Quill - Dope Feins lyrics
[Yung Mal, Lil Quill - Dope Feins lyrics]
Every day I gotta serve the class
I got codeine
We poppin' seals of the pint on the Lear
I was fourteen, strapped with that Glock
I wasn't leavin' the trap
And if you know me, I will run off on you
That is not cap
Popped me an addy so I can adapt
VVS on my neck and it's swimming like Phelps
Valentino, Givenchy, which one I'ma wear?
Sized up in a year
Niggas think it ain't fair
Couple mil in the safe so I really don't care
If feel good to live lavish
I'm straight from the trap
Every chance I be having
Know I make me a flip
Left some racks in the mattress
'cause my mama need help
I put some racks in the mat for my moms
I keep a gun, keep on callin' my dog
Three years ago I was broke and
I had a lil strap i even had a lil bum
I get the bag, give a fuck where it's from
I fucked the ho, she come lay in your arms
I'm in the hood, just put down on the top
If you get wrong
We gon' draw down with the pump
I got dope fiends keep on calling my phone
They keep bugging on me i got OGs
That'll front me
I don't gotta pay 'em in weeks
You know you poor, I got plan
Seein' your bitch at the show
She was styling me
Young nigga blew up and I know
These niggas can't stand the G
I got dope fiends
Every day I gotta serve the class
I got codeine
We poppin' seals of the pint on the Lear
I was fourteen, strapped with that Glock
I wasn't leavin' the trap
And if you know me, I will run off on you
That is not cap
Popped me an addy so I can adapt
VVS on my neck and it's swimming like Phelps
Valentino, Givenchy, which one I'ma wear?
Sized up in a year
Niggas think it ain't fair
Couple mil in the safe so I really don't care
If feel good to live lavish
I'm straight from the trap
Every chance I be having
Know I make me a flip
Left some racks in the mattress
'cause my mama need help
I got six rings i go hard for the squad
I take one for the team crack fiends
Tryna stack up some racks so
My family can eat i was sixteen
When some opps hit the block
And they killed Dominique it's a sweet dream
I stayed down for this shit, now I'm 1017
Four one five, put my hood on the map
Now a young nigga rich
Gotta stay with the strap
I just popped me an addy so I can relax
I pour up a four then I roll me some wax
Two doors on the foreign, the engine in back
I used to be broke now I'm stuck in my bag
I can't go back and forth
With no nigga who rat
Condo at the top, used to sleep on the mat
I got dope fiends
Every day I gotta serve the class
I got codeine
We poppin' seals of the pint on the Lear
I was fourteen, strapped with that Glock
I wasn't leavin' the trap
And if you know me, I will run off on you
That is not cap
Popped me an addy so I can adapt
VVS on my neck and it's swimming like Phelps
Valentino, Givenchy, which one I'ma wear?
Sized up in a year
Niggas think it ain't fair
Couple mil in the safe so I really don't care
If feel good to live lavish
I'm straight from the trap
Every chance I be having
Know I make me a flip
Left some racks in the mattress
'cause my mama need help