Harry Potter - T.I., D.O.P.E.

Get it, whip it, give it to whoever in the city

Hard, Soft, Girl, Boy Decisions, Decisions

All I can do is in-vision all this dough I been gettin'

And just a day back a quarter key was the mission

And now I’m weighing fish scale on a big scale

Hopin' I can invade the law and stay outta jail

My relative gave me work, I made it disappear

Like Harry Potter got that chopper in the window

seal My cousin wanna a brick

Listen here you better bring my money back quick

And he replied like this

Man, I can’t even fit this money in a rubberband

Right hand get tied I just whip it wit my other hand

If I can’t make that brick Bitch I bet my brother can

Off in my trap junkies bitin' like piranha man

And if they ask we got the whip game proper

If the brick game droppa

Make 'em disappear we just call it Harry Potter

Got the whip game proper

My clique aim choppers

Make 'em disappear we just call it Harry Potter, man

(Flya) Straight drop, got Jays playing Sideline Telvin

Young boys got them racks in the sideline clutchin'

G’s on ya head now you a fan of the packers

We stiffer than a statue, We seprano style

Phone ringing, Its about to have a ticket calling

Get off of work, we all gone be joined in pimpin' ballin'

Yeah, cause I’mma whip it til it lock

Set it out and to to the block I’m motivated by big faces, I need guack

My only friends is God Almighty and snake cock

Some of my niggas hustlin' and the other got

knocked Many quit the game and the other was in the box

FLYA

UGH You try me you disappear, we call it Harry Potter

Just gotta ho, I tell her come sit on this Terry

Carter I get my bitches like a bird I’m for the swan though

And I be fresh everyday, Bitch I’m non-spoke

I mix the coke with the water like I’m chemist

I’m smoking until I’m finished

I’m focused and independent You locals is my apprentice

Ugh, A lot of haters want my c&aign to end

I fucked a nigga bitch and I ch&agned her

friend And I just acquired another a fan, I’m truly swag

If yo boyfriend get wrong, I’mma shoot his ass

I’mma young boss playa, make a thick game holla

If this rap shit fall, I got my whip game proper, Spodee

(Yeah) Black magic for you whack faggots

Y’all niggas trash and its tragic

Look, I got what you lacking, I’m full blood attacking

With all this money I’m stacking, I’m on another track and

If you ready for me, I’mma get it cracking

I’mma send ya ass packing

Jamaican Magician

I got the power!

Y’all keep wishing

Fuck with me wrong and I leave ya missing

Forgive me Jah for I am sinning

Undefeated and I’mma keep winning

Some much money like I won the lotto

Keep it just in case like rocko

The greatest artist, they should call me Picasso

Make you disappear like Harry Potter cause I always keep my auto

My fist will leave you red and my Glock will leave you dead

No choice but to follow

I’m all about my bread, and I ain’t frontin' I meant what I said

No I wasn’t playing, Y’all killed Dolla so I don’t care who I’m slaying

You can keep hatin' while I’m Bill Gatin'

Hope you understand what I’m saying

You gotta whip it with ya shoulda if you tryna get that rover

But that photo panamera probably be a lil' collet, yeah

The trap hop, skip, jumpin'

Gas, no air, I got my ma fuckers pumpin'

Bricks, no rocks that’s the ma fucking fuck shit

And if you try to rob I make ya head do the

Finger licking delicious, check it lil' nigga got brickes

6 like for niggas I rock the leather coat like a ma fucking Italian

Dookie Gold Rope like the ma fucking medallion

Bird flappin' It’s the home of the falcons

They got me in the middle of the trap like Malcolm

Whip transforming like the yellow camaro

Blockin' the skellos smokin the rellos