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Dope Game

Dope Game

(album: Sorry We Was Trapping - 2022)

[Beno:]
Get that motherfucking stove on
Right
Thousand pack of blues, baby, I'ma send 'em all
I got five hundred oranges, yeah, this a fifty ball

[Drego:]
Said the dick so good, I made the bitch call off
Cop some work and have 'em front some so I never fall off
Fell asleep off the drank, she keep calling, tryna cop
Asked 'em how the work look? Like it's going out
You a bitch, probably sit down when you piss
She can shake 'em, can she do it on the dick?
He can cook, but how he is with dry mix?
Ten to two, be a ten if a pie in here (Boy)
This a Wock', a lil' 'Tussin, high in here (Man)
Catch me whipping on some boy, a guy in here (Right)
Man, your mind still ran like Jai in there

[Beno:]
Better be smooth in the club, might die in here (Bitch)
All this dog shit on me, got flies in here (Ho)
All my other bitches keep it real, but you lying, I swear
Run up a check, baby, then I ball on 'em (Bitch)
I lie to her just to fuck, every time, she fall for it
That's my bae, she gon' set the play, yeah, you know I'm all on it
Yeah, I'm from out of town, baby, time the mall closing
Send bags, yeah, back to back to back, I'll pay your mortgage
Bitch, I'm from the D, I sell that bag, yup, while I'm touring
Fell asleep, then wake up, pour a three in Alonzo Mourning
She super geeked, I'm her sneaky link, yeah, this bitch so gorgeous
Bad redbone bitch and we tryna endure (Right)
On my way to the pape', tryna make the Forbes List
Pull up on your party, yeah, I'm looking for my portion
Man, my bag is enormous, could you afford it? (Man)

[Drego:]
I stand up in the pussy, yup, Martin Lawrence
The shit so good, I almost double-text the bitch, but I don't wanna force it
Am I in love with the road? Shit, kinda, sorta
I got a bag coming in, it's getting imported
Pay my driver hit the road to get it to Georgia
In here whipping up this dog, might take me all morning (Bitch)
You the type to hit the dog and still try to short 'em
He don't ever want no half, he just want a quarter
He don't wanna break the bitch, he just wanna spoil her
I'm the type to trap her out and have her serving oranges
When you tryna run it up, you gotta play it broke
Gotta crawl before you walk, nigga, take it slow
In the trap, the fiends like some bad kids, they in and out the door
Psych, I ain't no rookie, I make them bitches meet me at the store
I'ma trick you off the streets, you playing with my cho
I ain't Tyreek, but I got the dope game in a choke

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