Dope For Sale lyrics

[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
I just met this b*tch, she gon' go fasho
When it come to getting money, I'm a pro fasho
n*gga talking 'bout your b*tch? She a ho fasho
I just cracked this f*cking pint, then I poured a four
n*gga, what?
You broke as hell
I just wrapped them b*tches up, I got dope for sale
[?] I'm blowing on, I got hoes for sale
If I get caught, she gon' post my bail
I got b*tches, I got dope too
I'm in Malliboo, I'm eating up at Noboo
This your b*tch, boy, you let that ho control you
If I can't get him,then I'm shooting who he close to

[Verse 2: Bravo the Bagchaser]
Damn, n*gga, we ain't the same
Got your whole whip on my chain
Oh that's your b*tch? She on gang
I play [?] she throw brain
Play sh*t smart, b*tch, I had to run it up
You only got a band, b*tch, I got a hundred of them
We can't associate, if you can't go and run it up
I need a ratchet b*tch, ratchet b*tch to f*ck it up

[Verse 3: Fenix Flexin]
Like damn, n*gga, you don't see this gwop on me?
Hella bands, yeah, a n*gga got them nots on me
I just met this freaky b*tch, she put that top on me
And shout out my n*gga Bravo, he gon' pop on him
Yeah, I'm popping,but a n*gga really popping sh*t
When it come to getting dough, you do the oppisit
I hate to break it, but you n*ggas ain't gon' make it
All I do is keep it real so tell me why they faking?
If I can't go and get it how I want it, I'ma take it
I'm that n*gga sliding in a foreign, leave you faceless
I get bread like motherf*cker, get head like a motherf*cker
f*cking on your baby mama, n*gga, I'm a motherf*cker
Listen, stop, b*tch, this some pimpin
I don't wanna f*ck if you ain't [?]
[Verse 4: Bravo the Bagchaser]
I don't wanna f*ck if you ain't bring me my chilli
I keep a 45 [?]
Calling your b*tch, while she with me
Look, I don't wanna hear it, so just listen
These diamonds on me, b*tch, they glissin
Thanksgiving day, sold a whole chickenn*ggas can't hold they own, call for backup
Got a big chrome, It'll make him back up
b*tch say that she know me, but she just a random

[Verse 5:
All these b*tches wanna f*ck, 'cause I got my racks up
Fenix Flexin]
I got this big fat 4, n*gga, acting like my ho, n*gga
You don't really know me, I'ma shoot him if he ohe me
Balling like I'm Kobe, I'ma f*ck if she approach me
Yeah, I got them killers round me [?]
Yeah, I keep that heater on me, f*ck around, get [?]
[?] n*gga [?]
[?] your b*tch
[?] she can't [?]
[?] I be sliding with that six
This n*gga brought a knife, so I shot him with the stick
Headshots, all headshots from that red dot
f*ck around with me, Fenix Flexin, let that lead pop
FNN bullets, knocking off a n*gga dreadlocks
We gon' shoot it out, f*ck you thought? I ain't gon' headlock