"STILL WANT DOPE" lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Let 'em in, they knockin')
Young Rich Squad for life, just sold my soul
I put so much on my neck, froze (Yeah)
I just hop out, park De Tomaso (Yeah)
Hop out, ARP don't need reload (Yeah, yeah, boom)
Nigga, you at your crib, you not outside (Go)
I heard that you snitched on one of your guys (Yeah)
Put you in my shoes, you won't survive (Yeah)
Perc' on top of Perc', I'm feelin' tired, ooh (Yeah)
Ooh, Rolls Royce Phantom (Yeah)
Oh, she a dancer (Yeah)
Baby, shake it faster, ooh (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, I got chains and whips like I'm the master (Yeah)
Look, your sign, she said she cancer (Yeah)
Bitch, you toxic like some cancer (Huh, yeah)
Ooh, ooh, hop out 'Rari
I cheated last night, but bae, I'm sorry (Yeah)
She want a BBL, she look like Barbie (Yeah)
You got beef, lil' nigga, go eat at Arby's (Yeah)
Told her, "Bae, you not loyal, go get YRS tats (Yeah, yeah)
It's twenty ball the big ass pack (Yeah)
The trap house jump, the dope fiends in the attic (Yeah, yeah)
She said she like X, your girl is just an addict (Yeah)
I hop out, .30 spray, they at it (Yeah)
Pockets fat, I do mathematics, go, go (Yeah, yeah)
My pockets fat, I do my homework (Yeah)
He said he fly, get some hoes first (Yeah)
Said he the plug, go get your own work, nigga (Yeah, yeah)
It's Young Rich Squad for life, go hide your ho (Yeah)
The dope fiends knockin', they love dope (Yeah)
You watchin' pockets 'cause you broke
If I get depressed, then pour up fours
The dope fiends still outside, they still want dope
Young Rich Squad for life, just sold my soul
I put so much on my neck, froze (Yeah)
I just hop out, park De Tomaso (Yeah)
Hop out, ARP don't need reload (Yeah, yeah, boom)
Nigga, you at your crib, you not outside (Go)
I heard that you snitched on one of your guys (Yeah)
Put you in my shoes, you won't survive (Yeah)
Perc' on top of Perc', I'm feelin' tired, ooh (Yeah)
Ooh, Rolls Royce Phantom (Yeah)
Oh, she a dancer (Yeah)
Baby, shake it faster, ooh (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, I got chains and whips like I'm the master (Yeah)
Look, your sign, she said she cancer (Yeah)
Bitch, you toxic like some cancer (Huh, yeah)
Ooh, ooh, hop out 'Rari
I cheated last night, but bae, I'm sorry (Yeah)
She want a BBL, she look like Barbie (Yeah)
You got beef, lil' nigga, go eat at Arby's (Yeah)
Told her, "Bae, you not loyal, go get YRS tats (Yeah, yeah)
It's twenty ball the big ass pack (Yeah)
The trap house jump, the dope fiends in the attic (Yeah, yeah)
She said she like X, your girl is just an addict (Yeah)
I hop out, .30 spray, they at it (Yeah)
Pockets fat, I do mathematics, go, go (Yeah, yeah)
My pockets fat, I do my homework (Yeah)
He said he fly, get some hoes first (Yeah)
Said he the plug, go get your own work, nigga (Yeah, yeah)
It's Young Rich Squad for life, go hide your ho (Yeah)
The dope fiends knockin', they love dope (Yeah)
You watchin' pockets 'cause you broke
If I get depressed, then pour up fours
The dope fiends still outside, they still want dope
