I’ma Teach Ya How to Sell Dope

Egyptian Lover

Bust open the yola, then you throw it in the pot
Mix that soda with that water, make that motherf**ker lock
Chop it up and bag it, then ya flood the whole block
With that candy, cha-cha, white lobster, ready rock

(I'ma teach you how to sell)
(I'ma teach you how to sell)
(I'ma teach you how to sell)
(I'ma teach you how to sell dope)

The money come fast when pushin them grams
You get what you can, there's no retirement plan

[Verse 1:]
Every move that I make is a calculated step
Gotta be careful what you say and who you conversatin with
I came in the game with nada, I left with a couple of dollars
That's the way I wanna be remembered up in this here yola game, partner
See, it's 'posed to be temporarily and momentarily but I'm stubborn
I put everything in my alias, I don't put nothin in my government
Stay with a cinnamon roll extension, extra cartridge drawn
Ain't no retirement plan or pension, catch you slippin, run
I got straight A's across the board, my ghetto report card never flunked
They gon' have to kill me on the spot, I ain't gettin off in nobody's trunk
Never take my chances by f**kin them up and punch
Scuffle and try to take his gun
I rather get a flesh wound 'stead of land up in A TIN ROOM
"Throw me a stimulus package, my n***ga, throw your n***a a bone"
That's what my OG said to me when he touched down, when he came home
I reached up in my pizznockets, shot him a thou-wow and a zone
Got a digital scale application on my iPhone

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