Intro:
I'm in lacinsia[?]
Chorus:DopeBoy
At first I was told that I wouldn't make it out
Then I went dug me out,fresh out the mud
This niggas be cappin',don't know what I'm 'bout
Gotta come on and school all this niggas
I ain't on 'bout no clout
I'm in my own route
My neck on ice,I can't be on no drought
With my bro and our icy breed freezin 'em out
Got mo' gwap than they ass but they still on
Rock hoodies in the summer
(Yea)I got no cap on
Come through with a breeze
Niggas sayin they got cheese
Man,I got me a shawty up on her knees
The season on switch
Man,it's time for some heat
We gon' pop out as niggas you want on repeat
Fully loaded with guns & 'em punches gon' hit
Cold summer,gonna ice out the heat
With the breed and wе rollin
No blunts,just this hits
We gon' fuck up the game
Vеrse 1:DopeBoy
I be runnin up the numbers
I be causin a lotta drama
Imma still get on my bag
You can put that on my mamma
Brida pop out with that breeze
I iced it out,did it with ease
I'm a icy dopeboy,I got my cuban links on freeze
I'm really a different breed
Highest nigga with no weed
Got a pretty bitch,on brodie
Niggas want her in their sheets
I'm on elephant large(Yea)
I be better than 'em niggas
Gotta leash up your boo
'Cause I'm movin and causin droolin
Niggas really be good until I pop and then they snoozin you
Shawty thicker than an average bitch
She really cool,I ain't done
She mine to loose,shawty be a whole mood
I be drippin like a tide
Got my fire cirtified
Gotta make 'em feel my vibe before this niggas catch a ride
You can't hop onto my wagon while you ain't my G(Slide)
Loose that pride
Bitch be sayin I gotta make her be a bride
But I really be tired of bitches sayin that I lied
I don't acted out a lot,I ain't on no frawd
I ain't fuckin with a regular nigga
I'm a certified G
Just got stamped,I'm low-key
Rock more drip everyday (Yea)
My shit is always flowin
I be speakin my mind (Yea)
My voice is always roarin
Got a double cup pourin
I'm on Weezy vibes(Godly)
Yea,You know I'm flowin
I ain't got no cap on
I don't roll like that,on God
Chorus:DopeBoy
At first I was told that I wouldn't make it out
Then I went dug me out,fresh out the mud
This niggas be cappin,don't know what I'm 'bout
Gotta come on and school all this niggas
I ain't on 'bout no clout
I'm in my own route
My neck on ice I can't be on no drought
With my bro and our icy breed freezin 'em out
Got mo' gwap than they ass but they still on
Rock hoodies in the summer
(Yea)I got no cap on
Come through with a breeze
Niggas sayin they got cheese
Man,I got me a shawty up on her knees
The season on switch
Man,it's time for some heat
We gon't pop out as niggas you want on repeat
Fully loaded with guns and 'em punches gon hit
Cold summer,gonna ice out the heat
With the breed and we rollin
No blunts,just this hits
We gon' fuck up the game
We be straight out the streets
Verse 2:Brida
I'm a boy buh I'm Lyrically gifted(gifted)
My rhymes are continentally drifted
My flow so tight yoh! My chest is very lifted
Thought about forgiving but my thoughts just shifted
Started from the bottom but yo niggas, I believed it
Doing nothing else y'all niggas seldom-seen me
Digging for success,hey people how's it been since
I've been hiding like a rabbit eating six packs
Searching for the answers(yoh)
Looking for the secrets
My ways of rap is to give out all the impact
When I make a beef y'all niggas gotta get back
(Hold up DopeBoy where my at again?)
Dawn I'm running the crew like a big boss(woo)
We Walking the Streets with my beat box(yeah)
We freestyling posting on tiktok
This shit myback I should be Rick Ross(woo)
The only drip I got is flip flops(flip it)
DopeBoy been my nigga since 8th Grade
The collabo be killing the whole game
All of y'all niggas is so fake
When you hating this shit cost me no pain(nope)
You really trying but you got no game(so sad)
Icy Breed on the front page
Y'all better stop calling me a no name(never)
Chorus:DopeBoy
At first I was told that I wouldn't make it out
Then I went dug me out,fresh out the mud
This niggas be cappin,don't know what I'm 'bout
Gotta come on and school all this niggas
I ain't on 'bout no clout
I'm in my own route
My neck on ice I can't be on no drought
Got mo' gwap than they ass but they still on
Rock hoodies in the summer
(Yea)I got no cap on
Come through with a breeze
Niggas sayin they got cheese
Man,I got me a shawty up on her knees
The season on switch
Man,it's time for some heat
We gon't pop out as niggas you want on repeat
Fully loaded with guns and 'em punches gon hit
Cold summer,gonna ice out the heat
With the breed and we rollin
No blunts,just this hits
We gon' fuck up the game
We be straight out the streets
Outro:DopeBoy
With the breed and we rollin
No blunts,just this hits
We gon' fuck up the game
We be straight out the streets
With the breed and we rollin
No blunts,just this hits
We gon' fuck up the game
We be straight out the streets
