DOPE - Sped Up

Ay, Madenka, I feel that's the one you know?

Na, na na na

Na, na na

Dope

Money

Green

Na, na na na

Cold

Money

Clean it

Na, na na

N- will kill you for what you believe in

I bought a new - for no reason

And it's getting cold so it's coming to season

He caught a body, he comin' through cheesin'

We ain't with none of the crying and grieving

You know that my shooters is dying to see them

N- can't find him he hidin' we seekin'

He in the city, he dying this weekend

I took a -, it keep me calm

None of them n- is doing me harm

None of my b- is doing me wrong

I keep a smile I ain't losing my charm

I know the feds listen to this music

So I never say what I do in these songs

He send the addy, we pull up he gone

Up close so I ain't shotting from long

Dope

Money

Green

Na, na na na

Cold

Money

Clean it

Na, na na

Ayy, duffel-bag for the money, what the business is?

All across the world servin' it from sin to sin

I'ma make sh- stretch to the end the end

On my knees every night, but I'ma sin again

Sorry Lord, can't say I don't know better

Big stepper 'till my toes start hurting

Get him killed then write him a murder letter

Few subliminals in my verses

Big chain on my neck finna break my neck

Need a brace for my neck, mm-hmm

H- brain with the best I ain't feeling her sex

So her best friend next, mm-hmm

Call collect to charter jets

Then billboard charts happen next

Gotta big flex on my ex

Hold it over her head 'til she meet her death

Declined my calls and missed my text

I know them h- regret

I'm numb on a h-, I ain't feelin' 'em

He could be with the kid we gon kill him

Get the drop then you know I'm a sinner

No tags on the whip, no rentals, ayy!

Hop out lemme see the feet work n-

When you finna shoot out that window

Dope

Money

Greed

Nah, nah, nah, nah

Cold

Money

Clean it

Na, na na

Dope

Money

Green

Na, na na na

Cold

Money

Clean it

Na, na na

Dope

Money

Green

Na, na, hmm

Hmm, na na

Na, na, hmm, na, na

Dope

Hmm, na, na

Money

Green, na, na