Really Sellin Dope lyrics
by Stitches
[Hook]
If you really sold dope then why you askin' for front?
If you really sold dope then why you askin' for front?
I'm a rich motherf*cker, eatin' lobster for lunch
I'm a rich motherf*cker, eatin' lobster for lunch
If you keep it real with me, I might brought you some keys
I'm connected everywhere, my work come from overseas
I'm the plug, but there's no outlet
White T, Jordans on, that's my outfit, fool
[Verse 1]
When I was fifteen years old I made my first million dollars
Independent young n*gga and I should thank my father
He was ghost to me, n*gga but that sh*t didn't bother
So I had to be the bigger man and put racks in his head
Me and you, boy, we can't relate, we got a different story
I done living in a fishing scene but now my crib too story
And I hate these fake rappers tryna claim that they real
Just because you rap about dope that sh*t don't mean that you real
But you know I'm puttin' dope up in your baby's diaper
And what you know 'bout f*ckin' a b*tch but really you don't like her
I use that b*tch as my mule, she drives my bricks from Mexico
And I know it's a dirty game but this how the game goes
[Hook]
If you really sold dope then why you askin' for front?
If you really sold dope then why you askin' for front?
I'm a rich motherf*cker, eatin' lobster for lunch
I'm a rich motherf*cker, eatin' lobster for lunch
If you keep it real with me, I might brought you some keys
I'm connected everywhere, my work come from overseas
I'm the plug, but there's no outlet
White T, Jordans on, that's my outfit, fool