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deep green - dopeboy dreams lyrics

[hook + s1 the realist]
a lot of money in this pot, make sure it cook right
pour an eight up in this sprite and then i took flight
y.g. hitting ’em on pushbikes
gotta test it out, make sure it buss right
active only, that’s blood ties
drillers, drillers in this hood of mine
dope boy, don’t dream, don’t dream
jugging, jugging, hitting fiends, hitting fiends
shotting off that brown and off white
drilly, drilly, get him down, it’s on sight
free my bruddas, got a h+ll of a long time, got a h+ll of a long time
[verse 1 + deep green]
got white like east 17, come we make it snow
see an opp, get the g+17, i got my spinner let’s go
in the dinger let’s roll, i ain’t inna no talk
jump out, run round, clap man when he’s picking his nose
hеavy metal, got the whoosh with it
pedal, pеdal, yeah we push with it
took a brick on tick, you got a debt to settle
i’ma set the level when i’m done with it
check the bezel, got some boogs with it
i can’t trust a sket cause i don’t trust women
give her dud digits, fam i done hit it
took the johnny with me and the cum with it
got dark like jackson 5 so come we go splash suttin light
stepped out with a new cuban, wait till it catch the light
i ain’t tryna catch covid but i wanna catch that flight
but now they’re talking bout vaccines so i’m in the trap at all times

[hook + s1 the realist]
a lot of money in this pot, make sure it cook right
pour an eight up in this sprite and then i took flight
y.g. hitting ’em on pushbikes
gotta test it out, make sure it buss right
active only, that’s blood ties
drillers, drillers in this hood of mine
dope boy, don’t dream, don’t dream
jugging, jugging, hitting fiends, hitting fiends
shotting off that brown and off white
drilly, drilly, get him down, it’s on sight
free my bruddas, got a h+ll of a long time, got a h+ll of a long time
[verse 2 + k don]
dope boy with some dope dreams
deal with crack smokers, not coke fiends
long time since they know me
long time i made this phone beat
shh said “take half a box”, this gold cuban weighs half a box
i remember times it was half an oz
said he’ll tick it hard but it’s rather soft
should i get a belly like charlie sloth?
star nine and the g+18, wouldn’t think i would see eighteen
no olders, streets raised me
i’ve got light like kim k and i’ve got dark like meagan good
bro said “stamp on the work”, that’s ten+ten buj
i just pulled up on the young g’s like “who needs grub?”
said he’ll tick a z, threw him a two and a shoe
told him “go run it up”
build a phone in the ends or you can go cunch
straight drop or you can add crunch
that’s a rollie in the pot, let it cook

- deep green lyrics

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