Lyrics
Dope killer, never needed one nigga
Doper dealer, hoe killer
Never needed one nigga
Dope killer
Uh, yeah
Uh, ay
I'm a doper dealer, hoe killer
Never needed one nigga
Big pants, full of big paper, buy a soul with it
Young nigga, three much than most of old niggas
I don't even take dude serious, I troll niggas
I'm on a store run, the fit cost 'bout two strikers
I'm putting niggas in that flame, just pass me the lighter
He making kiddie money, damn near charged as a minor
Niggas old and bitter hating, call 'em Uncle Ice
You got a check for this lil' hunnid, I'm on the flight tonight
I'm totin' flame close by me, I ain't picking fights
This life serious, I'm striking when I roll the dice
Head crack 'em, I'm on dumb drank, big pint
I'm a doper dealer, hoe killer
Never needed one nigga
Big pants, full of big paper, buy a soul with it
Young nigga, three much than most of old niggas
I don't even take dude serious, I troll niggas
He had his gun, and he ain't shoot, that nigga froze with it
Top three up in the city, and I'm not two, I'm Derrick Rose, nigga
That Draco knock a nigga off his feet and then his soul lifting
That nigga sweet, he got his J but don't got pole with him
I'll drop a dub on his head and make his bros kill him
I was 16 with an XD shooting at old niggas
Go take a look at my old pics, I'm throwing 4's in 'em
Bitch, this my business, you gon' die if you put your nose in it
Beat up his ride, I know he died, too many holes in it
How that's a trap house and that bitch don't got no stove in it?
I love backend, that boy be shooting like he Cole Bennett
I'm young and turnt, I'm 21, fuckin' old women
I'm a doper dealer, hoe killer
Never needed one nigga
Big pants, full of big paper, buy a soul with it
Young nigga, three much than most of old niggas
I don't even take dude serious, I troll niggas
I'm on a store run, the fit cost 'bout two strikers
I'm putting niggas in that flame, just pass me the lighter
He making kiddie money, damn near charged as a minor
Niggas old and bitter hate, call 'em Uncle Ice