Caskey - Dope sh** lyrics

[Intro] This is crack, rock c**aine It isn't glamorous or cool or kid stuff Yeah, uh b**h check check one two I been cooking this dope, ho [Verse 1] Look, back inside this b**h with my eyes wide p**y boy with nine lives This is a homicide, what is that five pies Broke it down, served it all to five guys A burger and some fries, a dead man told me I got murder in my eyes And I had to disagree, except for the time that I got that misdeme (misdemeanor) Wanted to k** that cop, but he had a Glock and I had a history Viciously pulled over my car, maliciously searched throughout my whole goddamn trunk Now they convicting me of felonies, y'all acting like I'm selling keys What y'all tryin' to scrooge me, b**h I'm about to Ebony my way out this whole situation Delegations with Masons done had my money inflatin' But now it seem like Satan always be on my side, so for KPE I ride I do this sh** to the day I die, motherf**ers hate on the way I vibe But a hater gon' hate, I'm a do what I got to homeboy cause I got to Tell them don't judge I'm not you, see I roll through when the crop due And I cop two roll one, blow it down with my old cuz We reminiscing on old times, like all we playing is Bone Thugs See old heads they showed love, some of y'all oppose me Supposedly, but they can never dispose of me [Hook 1] I been cooking dope that dope sh** One hundred percent white fish scale coke sh** Come alone, grab yourself a key or get gone Boy I ain't got the time to be sitting at home Cause I been cooking this dope (what you mean?) That dope sh** One hundred percent fish scale off the boat sh** Come alone, grab yourself a key or get gone Boy I ain't got the time to be sitting at home Cause I been cooking this dope [Verse 2] Flow hard while I smoke hyena Evil sh** that make you laugh like it's cociana Tell her girl please don't mind my demeanor I don't smoke no Bobby Brown save that sh** for Tina Cleaner than a coke head that's cleaning for coke Kush beds in my living room that's something that I'm eager to smoke At night times my female elope But when that sunrise she out tryin' to hang me from ropes Hang in the cut that's the heart of the womb No one else is harder to move It's like martyr a mist of the cross, caught up in all of this crossfire War cross I be a liar boy you gotta be boss or get fired And I'm tryin' to be the boss of desire But the Messiah always got something to say about ties And I ain't got nothing to pay for these lies I worry about mines so I ain't got the time to worry about they crying Boy, f** them sh** I co*k that nine back and I let it go For those of y'all that thought I was sleeping I had to let you know [Hook 2] I been cooking dope that dope sh** One hundred percent white fish scale coke sh** Come along, grab yourself a key or get gone Boy I ain't got the time to be sitting at home Cause I been cooking this dope (what you mean?) That dope sh** One hundred percent white fish scale coke sh** Come alone, sh** I been coking dope [Verse 3] Like I'm fresh out of the grove pots and pans Kitchen stove, contraband I love the way the combination making noise like we having a conversation I guess that's why it's crack rock sh**, feeling like I hit the jackpot If I ain't got a nine-to-five this my last shot Homie it is that hot we always whipping up all the coke I wa- f** didn't even work out Cooking that dope sh** One hundred percent white fish scale coke sh** Come along, get yo p**y a** a key or get gone Cause I ain't got the time to be sitting at home b**h