[Intro: Casper TNG]
Fuck
Dope boy, or a rapper
She wanna dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy or a rapper
(TheBeatPlug)
Or a rapper
Or a rapper
Augusta Ave Boys, okay

[Chorus: Casper TNG]
In my city these bitches backwards
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy, and a rapper
What type of n***a she want? I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She wanna dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
In my city, these bitches backwards
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy, and a rapper
What type of n***a she want? I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She need a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
[Verse 1: Casper TNG]
What typa n***a she want, I ain't even gotta ask her
Trust me, she want a dope boy or a rapper
Only interested in trappers and gun clappers
She wanna hop on a flight wit' me to Atlanta
Bitch, stop buggin', I'll be back in Toronto
I'm in the studio rolling up blunts, jumbo
I'm in the streets doin' raffles, hear the drumroll
I'm the king of the castle, I'm on a throne
Shorty wanna give me neck 'cause my name buzzin'
Even though I had a thang with her main cousin
Even though I had a thang with her best friend
She don't give a fuck 'cause she know I keep them thangs bussin'
All my n***as stay with me, no entourage
I'm just saying run up on me, S-Dot gon' pop it off
Rock paper scissors, I got all 3, what you want?
Henny in my liver 'cause I'm spendin' on alcohol
Said, "I'm all about me", but I ride for my n***as
Main bitch, I ain't got time for them bitches
They the type to let you hit and then brag to they friends, that Cas' just hit it
Bitch, no you didn't
Keep it on the low, they ain't gotta know my business
'Cause the opps gon' be mad that I'm fucking all they bitches
The cops stay mad 'cause I ain't ever snitchin'
N***a, fuck your badge 'cause anyone can get it
[Chorus: Casper TNG]
In my city these bitches backwards
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy, and a rapper
What type of n***a she want? I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She wanna dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
In my city, these bitches backwards
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy, and a rapper
What type of n***a she want? I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She need a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper

[Verse 2: Fresh]
She wanna dope boy
She wanna rapper
I'm a dope boy and a rapper
Shots Up Mafia, we some gun clappers
Bout Money Gang, my n***as all trappers
Claim she have a man but her man is an actor
I fuck with the real so I linked up with Casper
She don't want a church boy, she don't want a pastor
There's levels to this shit, lil' n***a, I'm a master
This life that I live, man, it ain't no joke
My n***as in the bin don't fight, they poke
The devils in my soul, and he ain't tryna let go
Love beating off a shot, I love seeing the gun smoke
Woah, Woah
Love seeing the gun smoke, love it when she shake her ass, when she go down the pole
Woah, Woah
N***a, slow your roll
Gimmie couple hours and I'll be just home
Stop calling my phone, need to leave me alone
I know that you mad 'cause I'm never home in time
You gotta understand I'm on the road, I gotta grind
She want a n***a that ain't wasting time
She want a n***a know how to rhyme
That's how it goes in my city, it's fucked
Your man is a bitch, tell that n***a he a punk
I'm a real n***a so I say real stuff (Ah)
[Chorus: Casper TNG]
In my city these bitches backwards
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy, and a rapper
What type of n***a she want? I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She wanna dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
In my city, these bitches backwards
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy, and a rapper
What type of n***a she want? I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She need a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper

[Verse 3: Casper TNG]
She wanna dope boy, or she wanna rapper
I ain't even want the bitch, you can have her (Take that)
And my clothes all red like Santa
Say I'm young Beans but it's really young Casper
4-5-6 when I'm rolling my dice (Ceelo)
The thing about life is you can't live it twice (Nah)
So if you gon' have you a ho for your wife (A ho)
I'm tellin' you, n***a, you ain't livin' right
And every n***a in my city a rapper
Every n***a in my city a trapper
Every n***a got a bitch in a telly
And ain't nobody going broke in my city
Twitter's a lie, don't believe in the hype
They on IG with they best friends ice
It's almost like they're tryna live they best friend's life
But they don't wanna grind, they don't wanna pay the price
It costs for this lifestyle
And she want me 'cause the cars, and I'm iced out
If I draw clap off then it's lights out
And I be smellin' like a Backwood right now
It's 'cause I'm smokin' on a Backwoods right now
I'ma hit it from the back, shorty, right now
She used to diss before this rap shit popped out
Now she wanna fuck 'cause she see a n***a iced out
Iced out

[Chorus: Casper TNG]
In my city these bitches backwards
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy, and a rapper
What type of n***a she want? I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She wanna dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper
In my city, these bitches backwards
They want a dope boy or a rapper
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy, and a rapper
What type of n***a she want? I ain't gotta ask her
She want a dope boy or a rapper
She need a dope boy or a rapper
She got a dope boy and a rapper