Dope Boy - 21 Lil Harold: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Dope Boy

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Dope Boy was released on August 15, 2025 by Slaughter Gang, LLC/Epic Records as a part of the album Dope Boy - Single

Song Details

AlbumDope Boy - Single

Release DateAugust 15, 2025

LabelSlaughter Gang, LLC/Epic Records

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM74

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

21 Lil Harold

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Harold Glenn

Composer

Jordan Holt-May

Jordan Holt-May

Composer

Kevin Andre Price

Kevin Andre Price

Composer

azean fish

Composer

André Benjamin

Composer

Patrick Brown

Composer

Raymon Murray

Composer

Antwan Patton

Composer

Rico Wade

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Go Grizzly

Producer

Boxhead

Producer

Miles Walker

Mixing Engineer

Mike Bozzi

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ain't nobody dope as me, I'm dressed so fresh, so clean

So fresh and so clean, clean (Alamo)

Don't you think I'm so sexy? (Zone 3 ****) I'm dressed so fresh, so clean

So fresh and so clean, clean (dedicated ****)

Dope boy, came for pounds of perk, now we got pills and lean

(Dope boy) got me here so clean, fresh as fuck from Breeze

Fucked her now she tee, I pop ten, now got 15 (no)

Wake up, make her leave, yeah, she bad but ain't my speed (uh)

I'm way outta her league, can't even race her kinda cheese

B.P. on my V, Cadillac trucks, I'm whippin' the sleeve

I just woke up from a dream, I feel like Martin Luther King

R B and Dolly K, so, me and Juri, two bad freaks

Whenever I tell her, she hear her need, 'cause I'm a dope boy

Just know I'm clutchin' with my hand, go in my coat, boy (go in my coat, boy)

Lit his block up, 'cause he say he wants to smoke, boy

Last of a Dying Breed, we hangin' by a rope, boy

Yeah, I'm a dope boy (I'm a dope boy)

Moving like the president, but I can't vote, boy (I can't vote, boy)

Picked him off from miles away, he in my scope, boy (he in my scope, boy)

How you speakin' on my name and makin' no noise? (And makin' no noise)

From the three to six, they sellin' weeds and bricks

Don't need the bitch, I leave the bitch

Fuck me good, might freeze your wrist

Make a move, I sweep the club (yeah)

Bring your friend, I pop two tens

And don't ask, I ain't teeter-titter (what?)

I came in the world with nothing (what?)

Just know I'm leavin' it rich

I was raised by the troubles, killers, robbers, and kidnappers

A fuck **** kinda need death bars (na), the opp **** wanna hit tapas (fuck 'em)

Diamonds in all of my chains, free all the gang and lock the shotguns

**** be hatin' so hard, I don't know why, call the man out loud

The cars are black but then I wrapped up like a dope, boy (dope, boy)

Just know I'm clutchin' with my hand, go in my coat, boy (go in my coat, boy)

Lit his block up, 'cause he say he wants to smoke, boy

Last of a Dying Breed, we hangin' by a rope, boy

Yeah, I'm a dope boy (I'm a dope boy)

Moving like the president, but I can't vote, boy (I can't vote, boy)

Picked him off from miles away, he in my scope, boy (he in my scope, boy)

How you speakin' on my name and makin' no noise? (And makin' no noise)

So fresh and so clean, clean

So fresh and so clean, clean

Written by: André Benjamin, Antwan Patton, Harold Glenn, Jordan Holt-May, Kevin Andre Price, Patrick Brown, Raymon Murray, Rico Wade, azean fish

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