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letra de bitch i'm dope - yasir hall

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[intro: yasir hall]

-inhale smoke-
-exhale smoke-

[verse 1: yasir hall]

play hard, pray harder
you a god, i’m the all-father
do-or-die, look what y’all started
game time and we all starving
came wit’ mine, i ain’t gotta call them
if it’s ain’t ‘i’ then it’s not important
paperchase got me kinda drawlin’
half a brick like i’m kinda ballin’
trips ’til i cash out
got me feeling like a n-gga about to pass-out
might be little paranoid off the half ounce
tryna put trapdoors in a trap house
aw man, even momma getting pat-downs
all my kin cutthroat or they smash mouth
been a lil’ gung-ho ’cause i rap now
migos got the whole world wanna trap now, i ain’t trippin’
know the game, can’t say it ain’t efficient
n-ggas can’t cook but they still up in the kitchen
she ain’t tryna cut but she stay up in your mentions
paid for the cups ’cause the p-ssy too expensive
i don’t give a f-ck and i say it with conviction
down on my luck but i’m up in the statistics
poverty a b-tch but at least it gave us kinship
get some money ‘fore you try to make a difference
[hook: yasir hall]

b-tch i’m dope!
made a k!llin’ with the flow, n-ggas know i got the glow
b-tch i’m dope!
need a ticket for the show, n-gga never going broke
b-tch i’m dope!
had to get it from the mud, so we blew up off of blow
b-tch i’m dope!
got that bulletproof love, them n-ggas down from the yolk

[verse 2: yasir hall]

i beat that b-tch wit’ a bat
i beat that b-tch wit’ a bat
i beat that b-tch wit’ a bat
i beat that b-tch wit’ a bat
better have my money
gettin’ to it like a red-eyed junkie
spittin’ lyrics over dilla for the dead i’m thuggin
with the w.o.b homies we got ’em counting rosaries
thuggin like i’m posta, gettin’ money like mattola, one-deep up in the rover
keep it g how its supposed to be
third-eye open, swear to god i’m chosen and my mob ties open
get tired, i just don’t sleep
dope block jumpin’ like its summer jam ’03
serving and gettin’ served i was only 13
gettin’ kinda hot so i gotta keep it low-key
paparazzi in the trap’s something that i don’t need
b-tch all in your blood, that’s just something that i don’t bleed
mixing something pretty, when i sip it watch it glow pink
knew you wasn’t trill when your bottom-b-tch chose me
knew i was the illest back when i was living coke dreams
since i bossed up this sh-t litt
i want way more stuff than gettin’ rich
i’m a beast, i’m a monster with this sh-t
better step yo’ bars up ’cause it’s lit!
b-tch i’m dope!!! (ha)
(what? man bring that sh-t back! f-ck you mean boy!?!?!)
[hook: yasir hall]

b-tch i’m dope!
made a k!llin’ with the flow, n-ggas know i got the glow
b-tch i’m dope!
need a ticket for the show, n-gga never going broke
b-tch i’m dope!
had to get it from the mud, so we blew up off of blow
b-tch i’m dope!
got that bulletproof love, them n-ggas down from the yolk
(’cause) b-tch i’m dope!
made a k!llin’ with the flow, n-ggas know i got the glow
b-tch i’m dope!
need a ticket for the show, n-gga never going broke
b-tch i’m dope!
had to get it from the mud, so we blew up off of blow
b-tch i’m dope!
got that bulletproof love, them n-ggas down from the yolk
i beat that b-tch wit’ a bat
i beat that b-tch wit’ a bat
i beat that b-tch wit’ a bat

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