"Dope Like Homer" lyrics
"Dope Like Homer"
I be selling dope like Homer
I come from the corner, nigga
You can check my persona, nigga
All these bad bitches want us, nigga
'Cause I be selling dope like Homer, nigga
I come from the corner, nigga
You can check my persona, nigga
All these bitches want us, nigga
'Cause I be selling dope like Homer, nigga
I come from the corner, nigga
You can check my persona, nigga
All these bitches want us, nigga
'Cause I be selling dope like Homer, nigga
We was Green Gate trapping, way before the rapping
Blows up, masks down, don't nobody know what happened
Niggas running around capping, claiming bodies they ain't get
But your niggas close to you know, you ain't never seen high grade
All the mid, we ain't never change the prices
Got the camera on, cut his head off like I'm Isis
Cross square bitch, I like my bitches triflin'
Fuck for that money, and go get me a rifle
Hand on the Bible, I'm as real as they come
Real as they come, then I just put on her tongue
The votes came back and they saying I won
The votes came back and they saying you done
I just wrote me up a will and bought me a new gun
So niggas better start running whenever you see me come
Smack shit, back-to-back shit, off-act shit, act shit
They scratch shit, don't never lack shit, rock shit
50-Cal make his car do a backflip
Off-rip, they know how we get when we toast
Disrespect shit, put that belt to your ass, bitch
Bounce out, we be shaking choppers, they be shaking head
I come from the corner, nigga
You can check my persona, nigga
All these bitches want us, nigga
'Cause I be selling dope like Homer, nigga
I come from the corner, nigga
You can check my persona, nigga
All these bitches want us, nigga
'Cause I be selling dope like Homer, nigga
Still selling dope? No, I can't change it
Run that back account up, y'all can keep that famous
Never been a lame, I'm a foreign coupe rider
Foreign coupe driver, I'm a motherfucking slider
A thousand cows and death sight, die none
They tell a thousand lies, but I tell none
You buy a new car, you better buy you a gun
And bury a duffel bag if you ever on the run
Throw his arm up and K the pop
They got screaming and running, that nigga fell like he got knocked out
Another one down, that's just the way it is
Had another nigga got arrest
Just that everyday shit when you grow in the ghetto
Got a chopper in the car with his foot on the pedal
And we got Bonnie and Clydes, and we got handsomes incredible
And we got killers getting money 'cause they rode with a shovel
And niggas running around broke 'cause they stuck in their bubble
Bitch, I'm gonna run his paper up, I got the game from double
Bitch, I'm gonna run his paper up, I got the game from double
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- J. Stalin Lyrics
album:
"Scarface 3" (2025)