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Everything dope, dope
dope, everything dope
Everything dope, dope
dope
Bag full of percs, cup of syrup
Run up get
I got time on my wrist and an Audemar
I just spent ten bricks on a car

I got rugs by the door, Versace on the
Chest full of ink, on the sink
My safe full of stones, my always on
When my eyes start to roll, you I'm in the zone
Rubber on the five, r-rubber band on the ten
Gave a all the dubs, hundred grand on the Benz
Got a trunk full of dope, on the coke
Renzel done came up, prosecutors want to
Is everything Is everything dope?
How does go?
And why every body know?
How does body know?
Why does every body

Everything dope, everything
Everything dope, dope
Everything dope, dope
dope
Bag full of percs, cup of syrup
Run up get
I got time on my and it's an Audemar
I spent ten bricks on a foreign car

ring got dope on it
Sipping lean dope on me
Switching like them folks on me
Twenty got dope on me
that's dope on me
Fell in love with the angle
Pyrex, good in it
Minute put syrup in it
Got a dripping Hermes
Popping pills in the
Her head so geeked up
I'm making got me Geechi
My so Geechi
so Geechi
See my whips Geechi
up Back's they Geechi
Racks on racks they
And my hood Geechi
get intoxicated, oh let's get intoxicated
Niggas mad we made it
Look at niggas they mad we made it

dope, everything dope
Everything dope, everything
Everything dope, dope
Everything
Bag full of percs, cup of syrup
Run up get
I got time on my wrist and an Audemar
I just spent ten on a foreign car

Fed's at the door, I done flushed all the
I run out the back, breakfast on the stove
I'm a shit nigga, fucking the same bitch nigga
Only one difference, I'm a straight rich nigga
We bury in the fields
Mansions in the
Strippers at the crib, this is how I
Always smoke, always on the go
They always on my page, waiting for the next
Feds wanna know, they wanna know
Is it really dope? Is it really
All this can't be his, this can't be real
Shawty ass so fine, that can't be

Everything dope, everything
dope, everything dope
Everything dope, dope
Everything
Bag of percs, cup full of syrup
Run up get
I got time on my wrist and it's an
I spent ten bricks on a foreign car