Rope Chain lyrics

(Wake up F1lthy)
I’ve been down, now I’m up. (Now I’m up)
Huh

[Chorus]
I can’t change my ways (change my ways)
I sold dope, and cocaine
The dope game, the dope game
And all a young n*ggas want is a rope chain
But I don’t think that yall get it
The fiends want the work with the fentanyl in it
The dope game, the dope game
And all a young n*gga want is a rope chain
They love you (they love you)
Yes they do (yes they do)
And they hate, (they hate), they hate you too (they hate you too)

[Verse]
Listеn
I got that thing on my torso
White girl and dog, Cane Corso
The block forеclosed
I hit thots with my crocs in sports mode
I show love like pornos
But I’m dressed like an award show
Tech and a vest is my wardrobe
Try and test get braided like cornrows
The model is old, ha
Now you can buy blow with a QR code
Yeah if you are cold
I love when the white girl come over
She eat the same breakfast… baking soda
We put miles on that Toyota
She sell herself, I don’t even gotta promote her (ha)
I wanna do a track and get the cat from Doja
I made a blow purchase
For coworkers
Soul searching
Found my sole purpose
Foes lurking
I keep it real
Inertia, keep a burner, Smith and Wess
Simply the best, Tina Turner
Me touring was a house warming
And I can’t even make this up
I was signing scales and Pyrex cups
That white girl you used to pump it
You got erectile dysfunction
n*gga you moving nothing
I’m unkie at your auntie’s house
And nephew you know aunties couch
BRUISER
[Chorus]
I can’t change my ways (change my ways)
I sold dope, and cocaine
The dope game, ha, the dope game
And all a young n*ggas want is a rope chain
But I don’t think that yall get it
The fiends want the work with the fentanyl in it
The dope game, the dope game
And all a young n*gga want is a rope chain
They love you (they love you)
Yes they do (yes they do)
And they hate, (they hate), they hate you too (they hate you too)