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Everything dope, dope
dope, everything dope
Everything dope, everything
dope
Bag full of percs, cup full of
Run up get
I got time on my wrist and an Audemar
I just spent ten bricks on a car

I got rugs by the door, on the floor
Chest of ink, pussy on the sink
My full of stones, my phone's always on
When my eyes start to roll, you I'm in the zone
bands on the five, r-rubber band on the ten
Gave a all the dubs, hundred grand on the Benz
Got a trunk full of dope, on the coke
Renzel done came up, prosecutors want to
Is everything dope? Is dope?
How everything go?
And why does every body
How does every know?
Why does every know?

Everything dope, dope
Everything dope, dope
Everything dope, everything
dope
Bag full of percs, cup of syrup
Run up get
I got time on my and it's an Audemar
I just spent ten bricks on a car

ring got dope on it
Sipping lean dope on me
Switching lanes like folks on me
Twenty got dope on me
VVS's that's on me
in love with the dope angle
Pyrex, perc in it
Minute put syrup in it
Got a mermaid dripping
pills in the early
Her game so geeked up
I'm money got me Geechi
My rolex so
Presidentials so
See my whips Geechi
Roll up they Geechi
Racks on they Geechi
And my hood Geechi
Let's get intoxicated, oh let's get
Niggas they mad we it
Look at them they mad we made it

Everything dope, dope
dope, everything dope
Everything dope, dope
Everything
Bag of percs, cup full of syrup
Run up get
I got time on my and it's an Audemar
I just spent ten on a foreign car

Fed's at the door, I flushed all the dope
I run out the back, breakfast on the stove
I'm a ain't shit nigga, fucking the bitch nigga
Only one small difference, I'm a straight rich
We bury in the fields
in the hill
Strippers at the crib, is how I live
Always smoke, always on the go
They on my page, waiting for the next post
Feds wanna know, they just wanna
Is it really dope? Is it really
All this shit can't be his, this be real
Shawty ass so fine, that be real

Everything dope, dope
Everything dope, dope
Everything dope, dope
Everything
Bag of percs, cup full of syrup
Run up get
I got time on my wrist and it's an
I just ten bricks on a foreign car