Luyện nghe bài hát Like Dope

[Chorus: Lanez]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Smoking on, on dope, uh
Looking like, like dope

1: Audio Push]
Who don't wanna
I'm drop in these foreigns on off these southern dames
games, I'ma fuck it
Ima brain Jay coppin plus chain chains swinging, singing songs Bad bitches bones switching lanes
Niggas, thicker than my dang bang
Nigga, let semi hang
Nigga, I be all up in the house, I everything nigga
First time, she let me even hang with 'em
Still paper off the block
Gotta take it off the top, used to it off the block, uh
Young Fargo, you a nigga flying over the border like I just missed cargo
Baby, you know, on the 5-0
Got them bad rolling but I'm ducking all the 5-0s, uh
And I'm fucking 'bout nine
Got these bitches moaning like

Tory Lanez]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Smoking on, on dope, uh
Looking like, like dope

2: Price & Oktane]
I feel like I'm on dope I ain't wit' you (bounce bounce)
I need to my dope when I miss you
I'm stackin' paper like issues
It's always an I can't commit, but you know everything I do is official
So you don't nothin'
I hit the studio I tell Aminé to buttons
know those checks comin'
I make her rock the boat like
She fuckin' me cuz I'm
every beat until I leave the game stretched
I feel I'm on dope
She get high
If you tryna
get up in the ride
Cuz lit at every show
There's women on
But I don't go
But she want it
So it's going
let you know it now flyest nigga doin' it
And what I say go so she ridin' if I'm
If I'm chillin' in my section assuming you need
Finessing, forever on next like a Jetson

[Chorus: Tory
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Smoking on, on dope, uh
Looking like, feeling like

[Verse 3: Anthony
Uh, I'm high like
like the seatbelt
Put me in the hot
I'ma the seat melt
You know
Countin' money, cereal
My is so full [?] view is so aeriel
My butter leather
that peanut butter sweater
I can't believe not butter
It's just a better
No vendetta, you bitches is so
'em and get 'em a boat
K to burial
Geometry gold ropes and heavy
It's big bricks small let's not overthink
Surrounded by these
T.V.s, V.V.S.s
And new B.B.S.s
Addicted to the Mormon eyes, pretty
Caprisun with the molly, who wan' a sip
Unc cuz you know the drill, you the scale, gonna make it tip
Soft serve everything, dairy queen, dip

[Chorus: Lanez]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Smoking on, on dope, uh
like, feeling like dope, uh

Young feelin' like he on dope
more, gimme more
That's how I'm livin' out, out
Blowin' dope, blowin'
Young niggas movin' you know how it go
Get at me
And when I say I mean types yo' kush