Letras de Dope Show

1017, Dream team
Eating those percocets like they was baked beans
I just got off, found out who got clean lean
And gas weed and molly seed
PeeWee Longway with me, that′s my blood brother
Two pints a piece on us so we mud brothers
My life's a gangster movie, man I love colors
I′m in a red Bentley, Brooklyn, it's just me and Thugger
They say I'm getting skinny but all of my blunts stuffed
Ain′t nothing skinny but them skinnies on my Bentley truck
This molly really got me throwed up in the Mulsanne backseat
Poured up two threes of the codeine and feel I′m bout to OD
I'm in a ′Rari but I'm running from the police
A carbine 15 on me and an ounce of OG
These niggas say they know Guwop but they don′t know me
Ten G's of molly on me so I brought sand to the beach

I′m in a Ghost, same color dope
Feel like I just came hit on a banana boat
Come to my store, knock on my door
Soon as I get rid of them I got plenty more
Like Kurtis Blow, I got the blow
Like Bruce Leroy, I got the glow
I do a show like I'm selling dope
I rap for the hood, it's a dope show

Yeah bitch, Guwop, serving them bricks of duwop
Them Germantown bricks to D-Block
They booking those shows for rerock
Money fold, don′t fold, now reroute
Looking at a real dope boy with cleats out
LeBron James, he was trapping with the heat rock
Real dope boy, finesse you with the sheet rock
Feeling like Wayne, put it on mamacita
Hit the block, break it down, serve Jane ether
Fuck a fire whip, drop with the egg beater
Pull up in a drop top, broke the damn meter
C-notes in my knot, don′t count the twenties
Me and Wop in the Bentley flying down 20
Pouring mud so dark, think we sipping Henny
Got a bitch so bad, call her Dream and Jenny

I'm in a Ghost, same color dope
Feel like I just came hit on a banana boat
Come to my store, knock on my door
Soon as I get rid of them I got plenty more
Like Kurtis Blow, I got the blow
Like Bruce Leroy, I got the glow
I do a show like I′m selling dope
I rap for the hood, it's a dope show

Dope show, doing shows like I′m selling dope
I'm counting three hundred thousand now, watch you snorting coke
She mix up coke with heroin and she call it speed balling
I mix my cookie with OG, I hear that weed calling
I′m on the phone slurring my words because that lean talking
Sipping champagne, shopping for jeans, I'm at Neimans Marcus
Trying on Giuseppes with an FN with a beam on it
Smelling like I just smoked a half a pound of green homie
The Trues got me looking lean homie
They say the Robins looking mean on me
But I ain't sticky cause some lean on it
They say I′m picky bout my weed homie
These niggas tricky with the lean, I buy PTs only
These niggas killing what they eat homie
They′ll treat you like a piece of meat homie
So don't get butchered in the street homie
I ain′t had no work in like two weeks homie
I gotta feed the street, plus Guwop gotta eat homie

I'm in a Ghost, same color dope
Feel like I just came hit on a banana boat
Come to my store, knock on my door
Soon as I get rid of them I got plenty more
Like Kurtis Blow, I got the blow
Like Bruce Leroy, I got the glow
I do a show like I′m selling dope
I rap for the hood, it's a dope show