[CHORUS 1]
Man I promise this that dope boy life,
(Aight)
Im just tryin to keep my dope boy stripes.
(Aight)
In the club fresh to death err night,
(Err Night)
Poppin bottles tryin to fuck a niggas wife.
(Aight)
Man I promise this that dope boy life,
(Aight)
Im just tryin to keep my dope boy stripes.
(Aight)
Fresh to death in the club err night,
(Err Night)
Poppin bottles tryin to fuck a nigga wife.
(Aight)
[VERSE 1]
This that dope boy shit,
(Boy Shit)
Man Im tryin to hit a dope boy lick.
(Boy Lick)
I been lookin for a dope boy bitch,
(Boy Bitch)
So I can hit her wit that dope boy dick.
(Boy Dick)
I been posted in them dope boy houses,
(Boy Houses)
I been tryin to stack them dope boy thousands.
(Boy Thousands)
Six-figure nigga still in the projects,
(Dope)
Wit them chickens in my baby momma duplex.
(Dope)
She wont keep her stupid ass out the night club,
(Bitch)
I beat her ass she right back the next night cuz.
(Bitch)
People keep on sayin imma go to Jail,
(Go to Jail)
For real?
(For Real?!)
Oh well..
(Oh Well)
[CHORUS 2]
Man I promise this that dope boy life,
(Aight)
Im just tryin to keep my dope boy stripes.
(Aight)
In the club fresh to death err night,
(Err Night)
Poppin bottles tryin to fuck a niggas wife.
(Aight)
Man I promise this that dope boy life,
(Aight)
Im just tryin to keep my dope boy stripes.
(Aight)
Fresh to death in the club err night,
(Err Night)
Poppin bottles tryin to fuck a niggas wife.
(Aight)
Dope boy life, fuck wit it
[VERSE 2]
Big motor, big rims, loud pipes,
(Yup)
Lil nigga, fresh to death, big ice.
(Yo Gotti)
Niggas say they smokin kush, they aint smokin regular,
(For Real?)
Its a drought so I whip it, I aint sellin regular.
(For Real..)
Cause I can take a quarter thing,
Whip it right,
Get a extra half a quarter,
And drop the price.
Thats that dope boy shit if you aint never heard,
How to get a half a chicken off of every bird.
Nigga thats my word,
(Nigga Thats My Word)
you got the nerves,
(Got The Nerves)
Work wit them people,
(What)
Go tell on your people.
(What?!)
Nigga yous a bitch,
(Bitch)
Nigga yous a snitch,
(Snitch)
I just might catch you slippin,
I might just bust your shit.
You rap niggas,
(Rap Niggas)
Keep rappin bout it, (Uhh)
But I was in the North, straight up sellin dope up out it.
(Yup)
My brother home,
(Yup)
My money long,
(Yea)
My plug on the way and imma be gone.
[CHORUS 3 (OUTRO)]
Man I promise this that dope boy life,
(Aight)
Im just tryin to keep my dope boy stripes.
(Aight)
In the club fresh to death err night,
(Err Night)
Poppin bottles tryin to fuck a niggas wife.
(Aight)
Man I promise this that dope boy life,
(Aight)
Im just tryin to keep my dope boy stripes.
(Aight)
Fresh to death in the club err night,
(Err Night)
Poppin bottles tryin to fuck a niggas wife.
(Aight)
Bitch told, me, alright,
All she listens to is Yo Gotti and Gangsta Grillz,
She said thats all the dope boys rock to.
She asked me if I could introduce her to Yo Gotti,
And could she get Gangsta Grillz.
(HaHaHa)
I said which one you wanna do first,
We can make that happen.