Dope Boy Anthem lyrics

[Intro: Str8 Kash]
Everybody put ya hands up
Everybody, everybody put ya hands up

[Hook: Str8 Kash]
I'm sellin', I'm sellin' narcotics
Do anybody wanna cop it?
I'm sellin', I'm sellin' narcotics
Do anybody, anybody wanna cop it?
Get yo sh*t straight drop
Straight drop, motherf*cker
Get yo sh*t straight drop
Straight drop, motherf*cker

[Verse 1: Str8 Kash]
Young chico, my n*gga, yeah
I done seen a lotta dough
Get the bread, blow the door
Blow it while the pot smell
Cash make 'em sick
I hit them hoes with the antidote
Lotta coke, lotta green
b*tch, I'm from the land of dreams
Triple six under my eye so I can see you when I sleep
Money bags under my eyes, n*gga, I am so alive
Ridin' through my city, n*gga, everybody f*ck with me
n*ggas stand up on the table, and I'm gonna take a seat
Livin' so fast, when they [?] our glass
I used to hit a couple licks but that was in my past
Sold my soul for a kilo, yeah, n*gga, so what?
On my Chief Keef sh*t, I hit them with that cobra
[Hook: Str8 Kash]
I'm sellin', I'm sellin' narcotics
Do anybody wanna cop it?
I'm sellin', I'm sellin' narcotics
Do anybody, anybody wanna cop it?
Get yo sh*t straight drop
Straight drop, motherf*cker
Get yo sh*t straight drop
Straight drop, motherf*cker

[Verse 2: Stitches]
b*tch, I'm A1 like I came right outta the pot
Be aware about that boy Stiches, he don't carry a Glock
I can't stand these fake fools claimin' to be drug dealers
You ain't never seen a brick, and you ain't never been no real n*gga
We flippin' that work, you know we do not use a scale
And if the feds catch us slippin', you know we do not get no bail
I don't like them red and blue lights
Tryna catch me slippin' through the night
All I know is sell that straight white
And I will turn a b*tch straight if she is a dyke
I'm rubbin' straight cocaine all up on her pus*y
And I can stash a kilo right up in her pus*y
Rest in peace to that boy Pablo Escobar
Salute to all my trap n*ggas, if y'all is trappin' hard
You n*ggas already know what TMI is about
We put that work up on your block if y'all go through a trial
(We life saviors!)
[Hook: Str8 Kash]
I'm sellin', I'm sellin' narcotics
Do anybody wanna cop it?
I'm sellin', I'm sellin' narcotics
Do anybody, anybody wanna cop it?
Get yo sh*t straight drop
Straight drop, motherf*cker
Get yo sh*t straight drop
Straight drop, motherf*cker

[Verse 3: Str8 Kash]
Had a dream that all my n*ggas stuntin' and they was livin' lavish
Walk up in the [?], grab the Glock, and say, "I gotta have it"
This is a [?] the picture of a chico chasin' riches
I kept it one-hundred, I ain't never brake no bridges
See, my daddy was a dope boy, and my uncle was a jack boy
One thing about my fam', we ain't never bein' broke, boy
And it started with a pop, and it ended with a song
Middle finger to the judge that ain't never gave 'em bail
Man, I do it for the real, the rough, and the rugged
Throw me in the pot, I bet that come back one-hundred
And I'm [?], that's a letter to the feds
And all the pus*y n*ggas got a price up on my head

[Hook: Str8 Kash]
I'm sellin', I'm sellin' narcotics
Do anybody wanna cop it?
I'm sellin', I'm sellin' narcotics
Do anybody, anybody wanna cop it?
Get yo sh*t straight drop
Straight drop, motherf*cker
Get yo sh*t straight drop
Straight drop, motherf*cker