2 Dope (Intro)

I just missed another flight So fuck it I'm getting high Call up my brother mo Come scoop me I need a Ride He pulled up in that black on Black In all black Man it's vibe My niggas never been pussy We loco and we gone slide See I'm lit in real life You turn up for social media I been getting bread You can call me Young pizza crust And still deliver Packs to ya door Not talking pizza hut See this is what you get When ya trap Boom like Expedia Fuck my felonies I keep da stick Like a blind man Whipping in the kitchen Chickens jumping Out the frying pan What u know About wrist work Top chef stirring the pot Until my wrist hurt A whole fucking car On my arm That's what my wrist worth Out here chasing this cheddar Keep it g to the letter Boss type just a young og And a trendsetter No cap real rap Now tell me Who do it better I pulled up on a Bad red bone And told her hop in We just throw it In the bag like fab Now that's shopping Tell them hoes Get it in line And they wait Like jordan's dropping Mvp of the vip Them bottles popping It's whole lot of Space gang shit And I ain't stoppin Puttin x's on all of my ex's I'm photo cropping In my zone feelin like Al capone Im still mobbing Ok your a goon But what's a Goon to a gobbling Im back on my kill em all Knock em down Watch em fall Give my bitches tlc but I aint chasing waterfalls Loud pack stupid dumb Fruity pebble bubble gum Hit this shit And you lose a lung Thats what I call a Cali plug I be everywhere Straight blinging Not tucking my chain Flight school stretch I think I was born On a plane Still wit the same team Never requested a trade Pappadeaux appetite baby King sizing my plate Jay alexander nashville Eatin lobster n steak You can say I'm really flexing on them Not watching my weight But a nigga still in the trap Just watching my weight No days off around here I'm ot taking a break Purple kush gold bottles Feel like ghetto royalty Snoop Dogg Wiz Khalifa If these niggas ever want Smoke wit me Now put that in ya pipe And smoke it So loaded But I'm still focused Quote it like Jesus wrote it My hittas hit Catch a body Celebrate buying roleys I mean shit gets ugly Like a pair of kobes We don't talk much We jus shoot Like a pair of kobes Used to get them Keys on the low That's why a nigga low key I let these thots Blow me then Pull off cause they Don't really know me I used to move that montana I'm feelin like tony But fareal Its jus me and my forty How I roll Middle finger to the opps I do this shit for my woes Like whoa I'm da truth Put dat on my soul Off white at the funeral Tell em bury me in gold Cut from a different cloth Stitched from a different fold Caught my cases never told Get the bag n then I'm gone