Dope (feat. Marsha Ambrosius)

Dope, dope, dope, dope, dope, dope I feel like I'm on dope Dope, dope, dope, dope, dope Boy you really get me high Dope, dope, dope, dope, dope, dope There now hold me close Dope, dope, dope, dope, dope, dope (Ok) Boy you really get me high Dope, dope, dope, dope, dope, dope (Yeah, yeah) I feel like I'm on dope Dope, dope, dope, dope, dope (Uh, alright) Boy you really get me high (Aye, aye, yeah) Dope, dope, dope, dope, dope, dope There now hold me close Anonymous bending corners with burners on us Come and ride with me Berkin duffle a hundred thousand in it Aye, nigga, roll up Anyway, D'Usse mixed with lemonade Feeling good like I'm dealing ye Moving ten a day Time limit never Could do this shit forever Can't even put it in words, how I am in love with her From slinging work on the curb, hustling drugs with her The jet ride 50 million, a wonderful feeling Shit, I'm high as a motherfucker Don't ask me shit, make me lie to you motherfucker Man truth is for real, feel like Dre and Pharrell Mixed with Eric B. and Rakim, shawty hell on the scale And still the game enticing me, like every time I see her They like to pop a seal, high enough to see Aaliyah For real, and man, I know how to chill You don't know how good it make a nigga feel I'm coming down High as a motherfucker High as a motherfucker Boy really you get me high High as a motherfucker High as a motherfucker This winter shit got me high as a bitch Dripping sauce kicking flavor, super fly with the shit Don't need a gram to get laid, an ounce to get paid G Kush to roll up, a drink to pour up Anyone know us, they know trap shit in our DNA Numbers on a need-to-know basis, this ain't no Q&A I promised Dre that I would put the game on lock And ain't no taking that shit back, put it on everything I got God damn Aventador, hopping out a Lamb In residential areas flyin', I'm getting out of (?) Ma'am tell your son he better watch it, cause we roll And disrespect is not an option in my neighborhood So watch how you talking to me Even if we know you hating, then that is all it can be Cause if call in all the niggas indebted to me Find you ass OD'd Dead ass can be I'm coming down High as a motherfucker High as a motherfucker Boy you get me High as a motherfucker High as a motherfucker Ok, counting', watching, call it that old thing Blowing gasoline to put my hat on lean Where I stay all they say is "Fuck Trump", all day Two or three pistol, metal with me (?) She brought an 'O of kush to me and a six pack Okay, well, I'm about to roll it up and hit that Now I'mma make her wipe me down like a wet sink Ride it like a jet ski, pass it to the next bitch Aye I'm coming down High as a motherfucker High as a motherfucker Boy really you get me high High as a motherfucker High as a motherfucker I'm telling you, man Yeah can get high all month I mean the (?) got me blowed, man I swear... haha! Dre! Where you get this shit, man? Yeah, from the westside only, man You know, I swear to God man I ain't known a bad day in so long You know, thank God Aye man, life ain't, life ain't like this for you, man? I swear to God, you should pray more Yeah, bankrolls on bankrolls, man, you dig? Aaliyah, we miss you Yeah, oh, alright Yeah, yeah, well that's swell Well that's swell, uh