[Hook]
Dope boy getting dope money(x20)

[Verse 1]
My lyrics are the cocaine, the beat is like the baking soda
Pro Tools is the Pyrex and now we're taking over
My engineer is like the water, gets it mixed together
I'm hot as hell but cold as ice I'll rock this shit forever
It's time to push my product with the proper execution
I went from small town to nationwide distribution
My moves are calculated, don't fuck with my timetable
I got a package in the plastic with the spine labeled
See I'm all about making money, doing what I love to do
But this game'll treat you funny man, you can catch a slug or two
But I take it serious, this music's not a game to me
And I've been successful with it so now they label me

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Lyrically I drop missiles, y'all don't even pop pistols
My music makes you hot like cluckers when the rock sizzles
Burn you like hot griddles, leave you in the hospital
Fuck with my money you'll see rifles that are not little
When I cock that thang back, better hope you're not what I aim at, I push and I hustle my music because it's so dope you can say that I slang crack
Distribute my product to the masses now they loving it, got they heads ringing now they feinding for another hit, gutter shit, better get back on my business steady struggling, all about chasing my paper because this life can be so troubling, gotta keep my pockets bubbling, regardless man it's all G, I do this dope music daily so now they call me
[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Studio's the kitchen, the booth is like the stovetop
I don't stop, whipping music making songs drop
Call shots, made it ma, look at me I'm on top
Off top, y'all are fruiter than cough drops
Better get back if you wanna try and sidetrack me making my dividends, nothing is stopping me it's making me motivated never giving in, living in madness outlandish that's why I brandish weapons