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hype pacino - dope boi shit lyrics

[produced by showdown]

[hook – hype pacino]
dope boy sh-t, dope boy sh-t
hyping your dope, that’s all that we taught
dope boy sh-t
dope boy sh-t, dope boy sh-t
blocks and them pounds, locking down towns
dope boy sh-t
dope boy sh-t, dope boy sh-t
i’m getting this money, you know what it is
dope boy sh-t
dope boy sh-t, dope boy sh-t
i’m trapping, i’m trapping, what’s happening?
dope boy sh-t

[verse 1 – hype paccino]
dope boy, dope boy, dope boy sh-t
n-gga this that dope boy sh-t
shoutout to my homeboy crew
36 os, b-tch [?] whole brick sh-t
if we got beef we on top of it
got bricks in that cheap -ss apartment
30 round clips in that glock boy
hundred round drums in that chopper
got your b-tch riding with a dope boy
she ain’t never had gucci out the store boy
let her splurge on her, look at them curves on her
later on i’m getting in that dope, boy
sixteen os, block don’t close
all day traffic, swaying [?]
getting to the money, presidential rolex
blocks on blocks, knot don’t fold
dope boy, dope boy, dope boy sh-t
n-gga this that dope boy sh-t
out in these streets i sold more bricks
this that real c0ke boy sh-t
my trap booming, all day bunking
y’all dudes losing
turn up, n-gga turn up
my trap going stupid

[hook]

[verse 2 – young dolph]
dope boy sh-t, dope boy riot
i can’t deny it, i’m a straight rider
my traphouse on fire
your trap booming slow cause your prices are higher
and i got it for cheap, my n-gga ice say he got a play for twenty ps
just sold 50 ps of reggie for 50 gs
yeen getting money n-gga, please
counting money, smoking like a chimney
a hundred rounds for my enemies
if you’s a p-ssy, you no friend of me
been getting money, y’all remember me
i done seen a half a mill, [?] benjamins
dope boy sh-t, you on that broke boy sh-t
i got a trap n-gga scholarship
you don’t owe me no apologies
keep that sh-t in oyur pocket g
go to the strip club, throw about a g
outfit bout another four gs
can you get my number? ho please
alright here’s your baby daddy, he the police
i’m on the left coast tryna get some more ps
in the club, the bag, he opened it up, looked at me and said
why you keep your money so neat?

[hook]

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