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claas - fuckin dope (remix) lyrics

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[intro: claas]
yeah! let’s go! you know we had to do a remix on this one! claas! sicnoize! and chxxmpa!

[verse 1: claas]
yeah! i’m high as h+ll and screamin’ i’ma k!ll ’em all (i’ma k!ll ’em)
i’m doper than you overdosed on demerol (ha!)
you beatin’ me would be a f+ckin’ miracle
i’m in the sky, kid pointin’ up like “mama, looksie, there he go!”
ha! i’m on a mission to the top now (to the top now)
claas cancels your circus, f+ckers, i stop clowns
ain’t fancy while see a n+gga all blingin’
but you can call me the rock ’cause i’m about to just bring it
let’s go! you better believe in what you seein’, see
you’ll see a king and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout that 23 (nah)
’cause i be on my game, ain’t no f+ckin’ off days
they off they rocker thinkin’ they sick enough to stop me
see i’m runnin’ all this (see i’m runnin’ all this), turn around in this b+tch (yes)
you ain’t on my f+ckin’ t++th, keep runnin’ your mouth and you can suck on this d+ck (suck it)
and i won’t say no names, my middles up speaks loud enough
so bag it up ’cause all the sh+t that i’m givin’ ’em now is dope as f+ck (let’s go)

[pre+chorus: claas]
when i’m on the mic a murder’s all she f+ckin’ wrote (all she f+ckin’ wrote)
it’s still f+ck the industry, put that in f+ckin’ quotes (put that in quotes)
you don’t want it with me now if you don’t f+ckin’ know
cocaine on my d+ck, b+tch, i’m f+ckin’ dope
[chorus: claas]
i’m f+ckin’ dope! (i’m f+ckin’ dope!) i’m f+ckin’ dope! (i’m f+ckin’ dope!)
it’s still f+ck the industry, put that in f+ckin’ quotes (yeah. f+ck ’em)
you don’t want it with me now if you don’t f+ckin’ know (ha)
cocaine on my d+ck, b+tch, i’m f+ckin’ dope

[verse 2: sicnoizednice]
i got that cocaine in the condom, b+tch, i’m dope as f+ck
i’m k!llin’ all these dogs, i’m michael vick up in the clutch
n+ggas wanna hate ’cause we got these shows jumpin’
i’ve been workin’, i’ve been earnin’, this hot flame has been burnin’
on this mic i straight murder, you talk down like observers (b+tch!)
your team nervous, you so worthless, you work horrible, we stay workin’
we ain’t playin’ with these n+ggas, stay up in your lane ho
had to cut these b+tches off to even out my ratio
i’m meth dope, s+x flow addicted, one hit would have a body lifted
got that sick noise and we d boy, look at these wack rappers and these f+ckboys
clizzle told me to k!ll ’em all, draggin’ bodies in the stall
industry can eat a d+ck and take a chainsaw to the jaw
break it down ’cause we smoke it up, turn the key ’cause we nuke it up
pompeii, b+tch, i erupt, tex in the cut, gotta ride on a blunt
switch these lanes, bet i do my thing, cruisin’ down 20 smokin’ on this strain
super d+ck runnin’ through my veins, acid hits got me insane
i’m blowin’ up in this b+tch, get to the bomb shelter
atomic bomb up in your city, dawg, here come darth vader
industry ain’t ready for the buzz, my flow is cocaine in the condom, b+tch, i’m dope as f+ck
[pre+chorus: claas]
when i’m on the mic a murder’s all she f+ckin’ wrote (all she f+ckin’ wrote)
it’s still f+ck the industry, put that in f+ckin’ quotes (put that in quotes)
you don’t want it with me now if you don’t f+ckin’ know
cocaine on my d+ck, b+tch, i’m f+ckin’ dope

[chorus: claas]
i’m f+ckin’ dope! (i’m f+ckin’ dope!) i’m f+ckin’ dope! (i’m f+ckin’ dope!)
it’s still f+ck the industry, put that in f+ckin’ quotes (yeah. f+ck ’em)
you don’t want it with me now if you don’t f+ckin’ know (ha)
cocaine on my d+ck, b+tch, i’m f+ckin’ dope

[verse 3: chxxmpa]
been feelin’ myself, get to k!llin’ myself when i’m on that f+ckin’ dope (f+ckin’ dope)
draw two of my train, lookin’ like i might faint, still k!ll that f+ckin’ show
dab rig on my neck, get your mans all wrecked if you know you f+ckin’ know
got to keep a pack ’cause if i pull up i might smoke, hit my roach and your brains all f+ckin’ toast
if you ain’t got money don’t even come at me ’cause i ain’t got nothin’ for you b+tch
i keep me an ounce and a bowl in this b+tch, say “how you still outperform that b+tch?”
got hoes in my dm, don’t know i don’t see ’em, i never felt nothin’ for that b+tch
my blood been checked, got the drugs on deck, keep it fiendin’, i got somethin’ for that itch (for that itch)
when i’m on the mic they lookin’ like they seen a ghost (a ghost)
feel the pills inside me, got me thinkin’ i’m ’bout to overdose
finna lose my sh+t, with the tools i grip they don’t want no f+ckin’ smoke (they don’t want no smoke)
i’ve been out here blastin’ off, don’t miss ’cause the kid been f+ckin’ dope
[pre+chorus: claas]
when i’m on the mic a murder’s all she f+ckin’ wrote (all she f+ckin’ wrote)
it’s still f+ck the industry, put that in f+ckin’ quotes (put that in quotes)
you don’t want it with me now if you don’t f+ckin’ know
cocaine on my d+ck, b+tch, i’m f+ckin’ dope

[chorus: claas]
i’m f+ckin’ dope! (i’m f+ckin’ dope!) i’m f+ckin’ dope! (i’m f+ckin’ dope!)
it’s still f+ck the industry, put that in f+ckin’ quotes (yeah. f+ck ’em)
you don’t want it with me now if you don’t f+ckin’ know (ha)
cocaine on my d+ck, b+tch, i’m f+ckin’ dope

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