I got that dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Hitters on go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
You never know
Know
Know
Know
Hit you wit scopes
Scopes
Scopes
From way down the road
Road
Road
Road
Road
Road
Road
Cause I got that dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
I got them racks, stacks, packs, thrax, gats, jacks, yeah
Move in with black flags, black masks, black bags yeah
I'm ready to ride on em
I'm contemplating on pulling a homicide on em
It's do or die touching Mother Earth or the sky on em
Let you decide but don't shed a tear if I die on em
(I slide on em)
T. Keandric got the dope with a little hope, dodging Five-O
As I cope for my missing folks buried on parole
Execute a nigga before he even enroll
Another father missing broken home
Little children it's okay
I know this cycle continuous on replay
As you feeling less fortunate so enraged
Bow down as we pray for better days, it's okay
(What you tell em hitter)
You ain't poppin', you ain't really thuggin'
You ain't tryna bridge the streets & the oval the office to serve em justice
You ain't really in control, you losing souls
Nigga, I got
I got that dope
I got that dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Hitters on go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
You never know
Know
Know
Know
Hit you wit scopes
Scopes
Scopes
From way down the road
Road
Road
Road
Road
Road
Road
Cause I got that dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope
Dope