"Sell My Dope" lyrics
Golaith the GOAT, baby
I know nigga probably watch my every move (They do)
Outside with that fire, so I ain't gotta play it cool (Cool)
And I just went Balenci from my head down to my shoes
To my shoes
And I ain't just a rapper, get stomped out with these fo'twos
With these shoes
And you can tell I'm lit just by the way these bitches choose (They choose)
And all these presidents, they on me, hold they breath, they blue
I'm ballin' like I'm Jordan in the game he had the flu (Ball)
Three ones stuck together on the chain like they been glued
One, one, one
He'll do it for a rack right now, I'll drop the price, you fool (You fool)
I throw another rack on top of that, he make you move
We threw so many ones up in the club, looked like a pool (A pool)
If you could put your feet up in my shoes, what would you do?
What would you do?
You know keep paper cuts up on my thumbs, this money new (Ouch)
My bitch look like a model, guess what? She like money too (Wow)
Went Hellcat by the two, I'm like, look, this what money do
This what money do
And all you hear is yeer every time that we come through (Wow)
So tell me, if this shit fell in your lap, what would you do?
What would you do?
And cause gotta pop a Percocet to feel the mood
And I ain't never had a big homie to drop the jewels
No big homie
He went out for a mission and he failed and made the news
Mission failed
I know nigga probably watch my every move (They do)
Outside with that fire, so I ain't gotta play it cool (Cool)
And I just went Balenci from my head down to my shoes
To my shoes
And I ain't just a rapper, get stomped out with these fo'twos
With these shoes
And you can tell I'm lit just by the way these bitches choose (They choose)
And all these presidents, they on me, hold they breath, they blue
I'm ballin' like I'm Jordan in the game he had the flu (Ball)
Three ones stuck together on the chain like they been glued
One, one, one
I know nigga probably watch my every move (They do)
Outside with that fire, so I ain't gotta play it cool (Cool)
And I just went Balenci from my head down to my shoes
To my shoes
And I ain't just a rapper, get stomped out with these fo'twos
With these shoes
And you can tell I'm lit just by the way these bitches choose (They choose)
And all these presidents, they on me, hold they breath, they blue
I'm ballin' like I'm Jordan in the game he had the flu (Ball)
Three ones stuck together on the chain like they been glued
One, one, one
He'll do it for a rack right now, I'll drop the price, you fool (You fool)
I throw another rack on top of that, he make you move
We threw so many ones up in the club, looked like a pool (A pool)
If you could put your feet up in my shoes, what would you do?
What would you do?
You know keep paper cuts up on my thumbs, this money new (Ouch)
My bitch look like a model, guess what? She like money too (Wow)
Went Hellcat by the two, I'm like, look, this what money do
This what money do
And all you hear is yeer every time that we come through (Wow)
So tell me, if this shit fell in your lap, what would you do?
What would you do?
And cause gotta pop a Percocet to feel the mood
And I ain't never had a big homie to drop the jewels
No big homie
He went out for a mission and he failed and made the news
Mission failed
I know nigga probably watch my every move (They do)
Outside with that fire, so I ain't gotta play it cool (Cool)
And I just went Balenci from my head down to my shoes
To my shoes
And I ain't just a rapper, get stomped out with these fo'twos
With these shoes
And you can tell I'm lit just by the way these bitches choose (They choose)
And all these presidents, they on me, hold they breath, they blue
I'm ballin' like I'm Jordan in the game he had the flu (Ball)
Three ones stuck together on the chain like they been glued
One, one, one
Writer(s): Dajour Jamal Walker, Smith Bryce Kristopher
