U Sellin Dope (with Future)
کاور آهنگ U Sellin Dope (with Future) از Future, Lil Double 0

U Sellin Dope (with Future)

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I got Wafi in this motherfucker, nigga

What you doing, nigga?

Got an unlimited amount of jewelry on us, nigga

You know what I'm saying?

Bust down Double 0, you know what I mean?

Double 0-7, all the emeralds, nigga, baguettes all around that bitch, nigga

We ain't playing, check the score

(Who that, Trell?)

You selling dope, make sure you run all the red lights

You kicking doors, make sure you run all the red lights

Pour a four, get to tripping, wipe a nose

Crooked cop, uh, they gon' shoot a nigga for sure

Get it poppin', they just left a nigga in the cold

Red bottom, I guess I'ma stick to the code

One call all it take to tag your toe

You're 21, I'm pushing 22 Lambos

How Double 0 19, but he act like he been here before?

Don't stop at no red lights if your head right, we gon' high speed and go

Screaming, "Fuck a security"

Got a chop with a drum and it's fully

Coming near me, I'll shoot every bullet

I've been fucking these groupies

My life is a movie, I jumped off the porch and I got straight to it

Mixing the Wock', I ain't drinking a smoothie

Ask Pluto, he'll tell you Lil Double 0 ruthless

If you stop at the red light, we hop out and shoot you

Mixing the Perc' with the weed, got my body delusional

Making plays in the trap while you watching a movie

All my bitches some slimes, you trust 'em, you lose it

I'ma wipe the boy nose if nobody else do it

If Pluto say fuck you, know what I'm doing

Selling dope, make sure you run all the red lights

You kicking doors, make sure you run all the red lights

Pour a four, get to tripping, wipe a nose

Crooked cop, uh, they gon' shoot a nigga for sure

Get it poppin', they just left a nigga in the cold

Red bottom, I guess I'ma stick to the code

One call all it take to tag your toe

You're 21, I'm pushing 22 Lambos

21, I'm pushing 22 Lambos

21, I'm pushing 22 Lambos

Make sure you run all the red lights

Pour a four, get to tripping, wipe a nose

Tax it, we get it there, you pay a different price

I'm trapping, made it out the bando serving pearly whites

Captain's seat, autobiography, let's take a drive

Rolling down, uh, 20 cars in count, fuck a cop

Smoke a pound and front a truckload to the block

Bust down, Flintstone ice, big rocks

Losing count, count the money up and never stop

Bricks stamped, everywhere I go, I got the mop

Selling dope, make sure you run all the red lights

You kicking doors, make sure you run all the red lights

Pour a four, get to tripping, wipe a nose

Crooked cop, uh, they gon' shoot a nigga for sure

Get it poppin', they just left a nigga in the cold

Red bottom, I guess I'ma stick to the code

One call all it take to tag your toe

You're 21, I'm pushing 22 Lambos

21, I'm pushing 22 Lambos

21, I'm pushing 22 Lambos

Make sure you run all the red lights

Pour a four, get to tripping, wipe a nose