Dope - Gucci Mane, Boo Banga, Bottle Boyz

1017 Dreamteam

Eating them percocetes like they was baked beans

I just gotta find out who got clean lean

And gas weed and Miley C

Peewee Longway with me that’s my blood brother

Two pints of P’s on us so we mud brothers

My life’s a gangsta movie man I love colors

I’m in a red Bentley Brookland it’s just me and Thugga

They say I’m getting skinny but all of my blunts stuffed

Ain’t nuthin' skinny but them skinnies on my bentley truck

This molly really got me thow’d up in a Mulsanne backseat

Pow’d up two three’s of the codeine

And feel im bout to OD

I’m in a rari but I’m runnin from the police

A carbon 15 on me and an ounce of OG

These niggas say they know Gu-wop but they don’t know me

Ten G’s of molly on me so i brought sand to the beach

I’m in a Ghost same color dope

Feel like I just came here on a banana boat

Come to my store, knock on my door

Soon as I get rid of them I got plenty more

Like Curtis Blow I got to blow

Like Bruce Leroy I got to glow

I do a show like I’m selling dope

I rep for the hood it’s a dope show

(Verse:2 PeeWee Longway)

Me and big Gu-wop servin them bricks of du-wop

Them drummers south bricks to d-block

They bookin' those shows for re-rock

Money four door so now I’m re-routin

Looking at a real dope boy with cleeves out

Lebron James shooter trekkin what the heat brought

Real dope boy finnessing with the sheet rock

Feeling like Wayne put it on mamacita

Hit the block break it down serve James Ether

Fuck a thought with drop with the egg beater

Pull up in a drop top with a damn nina

C-Note say we not done counting 20's

Me and Wop in a Bentley flying down 20

Pourin' mud so dark think we sippin' henny

Got a bitch so bad call her dream of Jeannie

(Verse 3: Gucci Mane)

Dope show doing shows like I’m sellin' dope

I’m counting 300,000 now while she snorting coke

She mix her coke with heroine then she call it speed ballin'

I mix my cookin' with OG I hear that weed callin'

I’m on the phone slurring my words because the lean talking

Sipping champagne shoppin' for jeans I’m at Neiman Marcus

Trying on Giuseppes with a FN with a beam on it

Smelling like I just smoked a half a pound of green homey

The Trus got me looking lean homey

They say the Robins looking mean homey

But I ain’t sticky cut some lean on it

They say I’m picky bout' my weed homey

These niggas trick u with the lean I buy PT’s only

These niggas killin' what they eat homey

They’ll treat you like a piece of meat homey

So don’t get butchered in the street homey

I ain’t had no work in like 2 weeks homey

I gotta feed the streets plus Gu-wop gotta eat homey