Dope Slanger / Goodbye Everybody - Dc2trill Lyrics

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part 1: dope slanger
[intro]
uh
i gotta catch the beat, gotta catch the beat when that red kick in
(nick on the track)

[chorus]
i’m a dope slinger
real n*gga, ho bagger
toe tagger
benz truck, 4matic
drank addict
designer clothes, n*gga, bag it
b*tch, my habits
every day cost a rackaid

[verse 1]
you a b*tch n*gga
crumb sn*tcher, penny pincher
talking down
pocket watching, hand*me*downs
out of hope
no ether, no smoke
ain’t got no hoes
lil moe, please front me a four
you can bet the h*llcat srt, it’s gon’ smoke that lil’ chevy
he smoking dope with the guys, we ran in, he wasn’t ready
we gon’ shoot that n*gga grave if he think he makaveli
they going broke like mc hammer, free my dogs, i’m not ricky
b*tch, i’m a body buyer
drank baby, pacifier
drank buyer
[?]
n*ggas calling me a rebel, but h*ll nah, i ain’t roddy
and i feel like master p, my n*ggas ’bout it, ’bout it
[chorus]
i’m a dope slinger
real n*gga, ho bagger
toe tagger
benz truck, 4matic
drank addict
designer clothes, n*gga, bag it
b*tch, my habits
every day cost a rackaid
i’m a dope slinger
real n*gga, ho bagger
toe tagger
benz truck, 4matic
drank addict
designer clothes, n*gga, bag it

part 2: goodbye everybody

[intro]
(nick on the track)
yeah
i got pressure
uh*huh
alright

[verse]
man, i need a vacuum seal, i’m finna ship some sh*t out
jordan peele, it’s just us, i told these n*ggas, “get out”
told me i need to stop the drank, i couldn’t believe i’m out
b*tch, drank baby the reason that we got that house
somebody call this n*gga b*tch and tell her we robbed her spouse
leaning, geeked up, dumping ashes on the mat and couch
n*gga, you see me in the flesh, then it’s some drank around
my partner got some stones in his ear, they cost a hundred thou’
park my right pocket on my left, it’s like twelve thou’
n*gga, you an outcast and i ain’t talking andre thou’
i’m tired of eating wagyu, n*gga, i’m finna try some cod
i’m in atl like cascade, maybach skate like shad
yeah… n*gga, nevermind
perc’ dropped in my system, now i’m optimus prime
pulled my n*gga to the side, told him he can’t get a line
even if a n*gga stepped in h*ll, i’m still gon’ keep my fire
dropped on her knees and gave om*doo*doo*bop
i can take a pineapple soda, turn it to keenan pop
n*gga, don’t worry ’bout where i get my glock, it’s where the demons shop
if a n*gga tripping to tokyo, then the k pop
smoke a n*gga while he driving for uber just like yung joc
i could buy you a birkin, b*tch, but i need a watch
it’s pointless beefing with you n*ggas, i need some richer opps
knowing every word to my song and it ain’t even drop
sold that p*ssy n*gga some— it wasn’t even drop
exhausted off a half a pint of lean, i need to go to sleep
matter of fact, pass that rp, n*gga, i’m finna geek
you be f*cking dumb ugly hoes, i be f*cking geeks
i’m tryna f*ck this hoodrat ho, i’m finna flash this cheese
raised in concrete to the moon just like hercules
finna pepper spray this broke b*tch ’cause she too close to me
slap a p*ssy n*gga with my left hand openly
i inhale tris and wock’, that’s an expensive breathe
six thousand just for the pound, that’s an expensive seed
i’ll smoke a n*gga and play sad, i’m a different breed
stevie wonder the only n*gga can say he can’t find me
f*cked up, putting wockhardt in my iv
flunkie, p*ssy n*gga, or a snitch can’t get close to me
bro put me in the game, now i’m shooting threes
i’m walking ’round in the mansion, i’m pouring threes
six b*tches in the big body, it was drafting me
kick a p*ssy n*gga through the window like rick james
n*gga, this car’s one in fifteen, we need like six lanes
i can ball hard and come back like tory lanez
bought some sh*ts with a f*cking hundred, told ’em, “keep the change”
yes, you got a lot of guns, but you don’t wanna hurt n0body
n*ggas know i’m best friend with gunners just like yak gotti
b*tch, i feel like dej loaf, let a n*gga try me
finna buy a pint and see big moe, goodbye everybody

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