lirik lagu dope (sped up) – nle choppa & fivio foreign
[intro: nle choppa & fivio foreign]
ayy, madenka, i think that’s the one, you know
yeah
nah, nah, nah, nah
nah, nah, nah
[chorus: nle choppa]
dope, money, green, nah, nah, nah, nah
cold money, clean it, nah, nah, nah
[verse 1: fivio foreign]
n*ggas’ll k!ll you for what you believe in
i bought a new .40 for no reason
it’s gettin’ cold, so it’s comin’ to season
he caught a body, he comin’ through, cheesin’
we ain’t with none of the cryin’ and grievin’
you know that my shooters is dyin’ to see them
n*ggas can’t find him, he hidin’, we seekin’
he in the city, he dyin’ this weekend
i take a percocet, it keep me calm
none of them n*ggas is doin’ me harm
none of my b*tches is doin’ me wrong
i keep a smile, i ain’t losin’ my charm
i know the feds listenin’ to this music
so i never say what i do in these songs
he send the addy, we pull up, he gone
up close, so i ain’t shootin’ from long (baow)
[chorus: nle choppa]
dope, money, green, nah, nah, nah, nah
cold money, clean it, nah, nah, nah
[verse 2: nle choppa]
ayy, duffel*bag for the money, what the business is?
all across the world, servin’ different citizens
i’ma make sh*t stretch ’til the end of end
hit my knees every night, but i’ma sin again
sorry lord, can’t say i don’t know better (i don’t know better)
big stepper, ’til my toes start hurtin’ (’til my toes start hurtin’)
get him k!lled, then write him a murder letter
few subliminals in my verses
big chain on my neck, finna break my neck
need a brace for my neck, mm*hmm
ho brain with the best, i ain’t feelin’ her s*x
so her best friend next, mm*hmm (they do it)
call collects to charter jets
then billboard charts happen next (we gone)
gotta big flex on my ex
hold it over her head, ’til she meet her death (ho hurtin’)
declined my calls and missed my text
i know them hoes regret (them hoes sick)
i’m numb on a ho’, i ain’t feelin’ ’em
he could be with the kid, we gon’ k!ll ’em (we gon’ get that n*gga)
get the drop, then you know i’m a sinner (brrt)
no tags on the whip, no rentals
ayy, hop out, let me see them feet work, n*gga
we ain’t finna shoot out no window
[chorus: nle choppa]
dope, money, green, nah, nah, nah, nah
cold money, clean it, nah, nah, nah
dope, money, green, nah, nah, nah, nah
cold money, clean it, nah, nah, nah
[outro: nle choppa]
dope
money
green, nah, nah, nah
mm, nah, nah
nah, nah, mm, nah, nah
dope, mm, nah, money, green, nah, nah
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