"Dope Boy" lyrics
Dope Boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy or a rapper
She gotta dope boy or a rapper
Or a rapper
Or a rapper
In my city these bitches backwards
They wanna a dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What type of nigga she want, I ain't gotta ask her
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
In my city these bitches backwards
They wanna a dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What type of nigga she want, I ain't gotta ask her
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She need a dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What typa nigga she want, I ain't even gotta ask her
Trust me, she want a dope boy or a rapper
Only interested in trappers and gun clappers
She wanna hop on a flight wit' me to Atlanta
Bitch, stop buggin', I'll be back in Toronto
I'm in the studio rolling up blunts, jumbo
I'm in the streets doin' raffles, hear the drumroll
I'm the king of the castle, I'm on a throne
Shorty wanna give me neck 'cause my name buzzin'
Even though I had a thang with her main cousin
Even though I had a thang with her best friend
She don't give a fuck 'cause she know I keep them thangs bussin'
All my niggas stay with me, no entourage
I'm just saying run up on me S-Dot gon' pop it off
Rock paper scissors, I got all 3, what you want?
Henny in my liver 'cause I'm spending on alcohol
Said I'm all about me but I ride for my niggas
Main bitch, I ain't got time for them bitches
They the type to let you hit and then brag to their friends, that Cas' just hit it
Bitch, no you didn't
Keep it on the low, they ain't gotta know my business
'Cause the opps gon' be mad that I'm fucking all their bitches
The cops stay mad 'cause I ain't ever snitchin'
Nigga, fuck your badge 'cause anyone can get it
In my city these bitches backwards
They wanna a dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What type of nigga she want, I ain't gotta ask her
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
In my city these bitches backwards
They wanna a dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What type of nigga she want, I ain't gotta ask her
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She need a dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or she wanna rapper
I ain't even want the bitch, you can have her (Take that)
And my clothes all red like Santa
Say I'm young Beans but it's really young Casper
4-5-6 when I'm rolling my dice (Ceelo)
The thing about life is you can't live it twice (Nah)
So if you gon' have you a ho for your wife (A ho)
I'm tellin' you, nigga, you ain't livin' right
And every nigga in my city a rapper
Every nigga in my city a trapper
Every nigga gotta bitch in a telly
And ain't nobody going broke in my city
Twitter's a lie, don't believe in the hype
They on IG with their best friends ice
It's almost like they're tryna live their best friend's life
But they don't wanna grind, they don't wanna pay the price
It costs for this lifestyle
And she want me 'cause the cars, and I'm iced out
If I draw clap off then it's lights out
And I be smellin' like a Backwood right now
It's 'cause I'm smokin' on a Backwoods right now
I'ma hit it from the back, shorty, right now
She used to diss before this rap shit popped out
Now she wanna fuck 'cause she see a nigga iced out
Iced out
In my city these bitches backwards
They wanna a dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What type of nigga she want, I ain't gotta ask her
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
In my city these bitches backwards
They wanna a dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What type of nigga she want, I ain't gotta ask her
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She need a dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
She wanna dope boy or a rapper
She gotta dope boy or a rapper
Or a rapper
Or a rapper
In my city these bitches backwards
They wanna a dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What type of nigga she want, I ain't gotta ask her
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
In my city these bitches backwards
They wanna a dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What type of nigga she want, I ain't gotta ask her
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She need a dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What typa nigga she want, I ain't even gotta ask her
Trust me, she want a dope boy or a rapper
Only interested in trappers and gun clappers
She wanna hop on a flight wit' me to Atlanta
Bitch, stop buggin', I'll be back in Toronto
I'm in the studio rolling up blunts, jumbo
I'm in the streets doin' raffles, hear the drumroll
I'm the king of the castle, I'm on a throne
Shorty wanna give me neck 'cause my name buzzin'
Even though I had a thang with her main cousin
Even though I had a thang with her best friend
She don't give a fuck 'cause she know I keep them thangs bussin'
All my niggas stay with me, no entourage
I'm just saying run up on me S-Dot gon' pop it off
Rock paper scissors, I got all 3, what you want?
Henny in my liver 'cause I'm spending on alcohol
Said I'm all about me but I ride for my niggas
Main bitch, I ain't got time for them bitches
They the type to let you hit and then brag to their friends, that Cas' just hit it
Bitch, no you didn't
Keep it on the low, they ain't gotta know my business
'Cause the opps gon' be mad that I'm fucking all their bitches
The cops stay mad 'cause I ain't ever snitchin'
Nigga, fuck your badge 'cause anyone can get it
In my city these bitches backwards
They wanna a dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What type of nigga she want, I ain't gotta ask her
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
In my city these bitches backwards
They wanna a dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What type of nigga she want, I ain't gotta ask her
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She need a dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or she wanna rapper
I ain't even want the bitch, you can have her (Take that)
And my clothes all red like Santa
Say I'm young Beans but it's really young Casper
4-5-6 when I'm rolling my dice (Ceelo)
The thing about life is you can't live it twice (Nah)
So if you gon' have you a ho for your wife (A ho)
I'm tellin' you, nigga, you ain't livin' right
And every nigga in my city a rapper
Every nigga in my city a trapper
Every nigga gotta bitch in a telly
And ain't nobody going broke in my city
Twitter's a lie, don't believe in the hype
They on IG with their best friends ice
It's almost like they're tryna live their best friend's life
But they don't wanna grind, they don't wanna pay the price
It costs for this lifestyle
And she want me 'cause the cars, and I'm iced out
If I draw clap off then it's lights out
And I be smellin' like a Backwood right now
It's 'cause I'm smokin' on a Backwoods right now
I'ma hit it from the back, shorty, right now
She used to diss before this rap shit popped out
Now she wanna fuck 'cause she see a nigga iced out
Iced out
In my city these bitches backwards
They wanna a dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What type of nigga she want, I ain't gotta ask her
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
In my city these bitches backwards
They wanna a dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
What type of nigga she want, I ain't gotta ask her
She wanna dope boy, or a rapper
She need a dope boy, or a rapper
She gotta dope boy, and a rapper
