My Dope In The Bushes
My Dope In The Bushes
I Know How To Cook ItMy Bitch Good Looking
My Bitch Good Looking
My Bitch Good Looking
My Dope In The Bushes
I Know How To Cook It
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

I Did The Digital Dash
I Fuck Your Bitch In The Passenger
I Give The Junky A Blast
I Send That Dope To Your Momma Tho
Out In The Streets Like Thermometers
You Rats Will Never Be Honorable
They Know I′mma Kid Of My Word
A Hustler The First To The First

These Bitches Be Naggin The Kid
They Get On My Motherfucking Nerves
I Showed Her My Racks And They Love Me
I'm Smokin′ That Pack On Muddy
Taliban On These Hoes
Give A Xan To These Hoes
Got Em Playing With They Nose
I Sleep On The Beach Off The Avenue
I Came To Your City With Revenue
I Put In Work It Was Evident
I Slide On Your Ass In The 7 Deuce
Come Back On Your Bitch In A 6-trey
Chevy, Mercedes I Keep Em' Comin'
Fuck All These Bitches I Keep Em′ Comin′
I Pull Up Right Now I'm Parallel
I Hit Your Block With Them Swangers
My Niggas Ain′t Nothin' But Some Bangers
I Sit In The Trap With The Gangsters
You Don′t Come Around Here Cause Its Dangerous
I Be Hangin' Around Here And I′m Famous
Gotta Keep The Trigger By My Finger
Hit Her Sideways When I Banged Her
In The Driveway On A Perc
I Was Sideways On A Perc
Had A Stick On Me, Thats A First
Got Your Bitch On Me Gettin' Murked
I Post Up And Thats Confident
I Boast Up In A Drop 6
Gotta Ghost Royce And I Pop Shit
I'm A Dope Boy With That Cock Trip
I Came In The Game I Had Crack On Me
Got Big With My Bag With Some Act On Me
I′m Single And Shit And She Lash On Me
I Told Em′ I'm Back On My Bachelor
I Get Focused On Millions And Everything
I Just Took Me A Trip Out To Africa
See How We Came From The Mud And The Bottom, We Did It
I See How They Countin′ This Out
Bet They Ain't Never Gonna Do It Again
You See Why These Niggas Be Hatin′, Ignorin, I'm Goin′ Right In
I Was Born To Get This Money In This Life Of Sin
I Bought Up Before They Got My Dog On Murder Again
See The Fire Come Out The Ass On The Lamborghini
When You Say You Love A Nigga Do You Really Mean It
When I Was Sleepin' On The Floor You Shoulda Seen How They Treat Me
I Pour The Actavis And Pop Pills So I Can Fight The Demons

I Did The Digital Dash
I Fuck The Bitch In The Passenger
I Give The Junky A Blast
I Send That Dope To Lil Mama
You Rats Will Never Be Honorable
They Know I'mma Kid Of My Word
A Hustler The First To The First

These Bitches Be Nagging The Kid
Fuck It, It Is What It Is, If You Get Hit You Get Hit
I Don′t Forget Or Forgive
Told Myself Never Again, I Don′t Let Nobody In
Super Just Showed Out Again
And We Just Keep Servin' And Servin′ Again
And Again And Again And Again
I Move The Game Up, I'm Reckless
I′m Harlem Shaking Through The Pressure
I Might Put Diddy On My Next Shit
I Might Could Fit You In On A Wednesday
I'm Not Here For No Pretend Shit
Just Walked In With A Girl That′s Making Triple What I'm Making, What An Entrance
That's When You Know Its A Body
Zone 6, They Know It′s A Body
Kirkwood, They Know It′s A Body
Lil Mexico Know It's A Body
Scooter In Here With The Zombies
Gucci Get Out It′s A Problem
I Might Take Quentin To Follies
You Hate Your Life, Just Be Honest
I Got The Digital Dash
She Want A Picture With All Of My Niggas That Just Made The Visual Last
But She Too Embarrassed To Ask
I Got My Foot On Their Neck And My Foot On The Gas
You Remind Me Of A Quarterback, That Shit Is All In The Past
Esco And Boomin They Got It On Smash
And I Got The, I Got The, I Got The, I Got The, I

I Did The Digital Dash
I Fuck The Bitch On The Passenger
I Give The Junky A Blast