Dope Game (feat. Chief Keef) - Fredo Santana

Look how my ice hittin' off of my wife beater Hop out on you stuntin' in a white creature Sixteen ounces in the two liter M16 in the two seater In Barney's gettin' designer by the boat load Don't stress over me baby girl, smoke dope And the only thing I'm dodgin' is popo's And I'm in love with the dope smokes I love runnin' through the bands You ain't Glo, then we givin' niggas tans You want the flow, I can give a nigga a hand How these shells fly, I'm givin' niggas fans Up in Hermes, hand the clerk big bands Big choppa on me 'cause I got big hands Big racks on me like I'm wearin' big pants If my car go vroom, leave my shit mad I ain't Jesus, you gon' fuck around with my feast And your beauty queen fuck around with a beast Automatic on me, fuck around with a squeeze 110, 55, do that shit with ease Look how my ice hittin' off of my wife beater Hop out on you stuntin' in a white creature Sixteen ounces in the two liter M16 in the two seater In Barney's gettin' designer by the boat load Don't stress over me baby girl, smoke dope And the only thing I'm dodgin' is popo's And I'm in love with the dope smokes Throwin' money from the top, it's fallin' on the floor I'm gon' send some shots, that's all a nigga know And how many I squeeze, it's off how far a nigga go Runnin' through these pounds to show how much a nigga smoke I ain't even got to say it, you know where a nigga from You can have a .30 on you, we takin' niggas guns When I was up in school, I was takin' niggas lunch And this ice on me dedicated to a gun They say I do the most I be like on folks Now let's have a fuckin' toast 'Cause I made it through the smoke Look how my ice hittin' off of my wife beater Hop out on you stuntin' in a white creature Sixteen ounces in the two liter M16 in the two seater In Barney's gettin' designer by the boat load Don't stress over me baby girl, smoke dope And the only thing I'm dodgin' is popo's And I'm in love with the dope smokes

Sosa, baby Blood Gang, baby Sit Gang, baby Fifth Gang, baby Get It Gang, baby Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Do I want to freak you? Yes I got my heater, yes Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm getting commas, yes I'm riding foreigns, yes I can fuck your mama, yes It ain't nothing, mane Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Baby, do I love you? No, no, no, no, no But where you tryna go, go, go, go, go? Benihana's, Wokcano's, no, no, no, no Girl, we gon' take it slow, slow, slow, slow, slow Girl, my sex is like yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I swear it's the best, best, best, best, best Girl, it's gon' leave you stressed, stressed, stressed, stressed, stressed When I hop up out that wet, wet, wet, wet, wet You know how I'm rocking, tweet, beat, skeet then delete She french kiss the D like oui, oui, oui, oui and the oui At the restaurant, I eat, eat, eat, eat and I eat When we get home, she eat, eat, eat, eat Chinese Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Do I want it freaky? Yes I got my heater, yes Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm getting commas, yes I'm riding foreigns, yes I can fuck your mama, yes It ain't nothing, mane Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm driving fast, she like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Baby, I don't drive slow, ow, ow, ow, ow Don't care 'bout running from the po, wow, wow, po-po Is you gon' ride? Is you gon' roll, wow, wow, wow, wow? She like eating Wonton and she like to wine and dine Baby, I ain't got the time, tried to tell it, I went blind Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Do I want it freaky? Yes I got my heater, yes Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm getting commas, yes I'm riding foreigns, yes I can fuck your mama, yes It ain't nothing, mane Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes

Aye man you know how I'm rocking, cutoff stockings All designer man getcho grind up you know I got a Breightling for the timer that ain't nun new But these motherfuckin Margiela shoes I bought Is for me cappin you know what I'm saying? I'm Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty Dragin', racing in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average I'm Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, I'm cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap This for Cap this for Blood, riding round with my thud G-L-O G-A-N-G we not with that giving up Don't expect me to give you hug Bullets coming fill you up Oreo Double Stuffed, Nigga get yo feelings hurt Boy I got that Pizza Hut, Giordanos which one you want? Get that Grezielda Blanco like "Aye lil Pablo where da fuck ya going? In the club froze I bought the bar I dont even want it I don't drink no alcohol I be drinking that lean I'm snoring I'm Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty Dragin', racing in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average I'm Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, I'm cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap Gambino grab my meatroll Aye Tadoe grab my K doe Aye Justo make sure Benji straight, folks think he in Barbados Niggas wanna try me let the K go Wtf Chief Sosa waiting for? Got pink birds looking like Flamingos She dust my shoes off like I'm Fabo Keep racks in my pockets everyday tho Inna Caps and I'm Cappin spending all the play-doh Trap house bumping like he dancing with Kemo Off the car lot I'm smashing I'm riding like an A-hole Remember on the block shooting up niggas Limo's Now my birthday is every damn day tho Wonder how I got the racks in my jeans? Cause I be working every damn day tho I'm Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty Dragin, racing in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average I'm Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, I'm cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap

Shawty said she was a dreamer I turned they asses to a believer My other bitch like Justin Bieber I guess that bitch a belieber I still remember my hoes I bet they still remember micro I wave a bitch off micros You only woke up and like blow All these bitches chasing after D Tell these bitches, chase after cheese I forgot I'm the fucking cheese I ride alot around, spending Gs Who raised me, my momma granny No actor but I need a grammy Taxing niggas on Sammy Girl you know I'm Sosa Sammy I don't be off the molly, I just be off alot of weed Pull up, crash the party Shots at everybody Can't be chasing these hoes, gotta be chasing these rolls I was dreaming 'til I woke I ain't a dreamchaser, bitch I just glow Sosa you be flexing, I know Sosa you keep weapons, I know I ain't got a yacht, I got a boat And that bitch is as big as my home I was locked up, Divison 4 Repping my set the nigga's home I remember back in '94 wait I was born in '95 tho Remember trapping just to get a coat 'Member trapping just to get some clothes Now I buy anything I want, Anything I wanted and any more I ain't never been to Mexico but I'm smoking on Texico Remember pilling out in 4. 4s Now I get 94 for a show Jewelry and commas for a show I through it in the water and let it float It's icy like the fucking North Pole I don't need no stops in my wardrobe Lady I got the fucking pack and I got the fucking sack Its alot of snakes in the grass Watch out, they'll bite you in yo back

Let me tell you something, man When you see a nigga like me Look me straight in the eyes Talk to me man, not at me And if I pass you some weed Don't hold that shit for too long Let everybody get high It's real nigga's in here I'm a rider I'm a roller I'm a gangster So I'ma roll up I'm a rider I'm a roller I'm a gangster So I'ma roll up Just bought a brand new car, backed it straight in Smokin' on this strong, the pack just came in I rep my gang hard, it's tattooed in my skin I'm such a fucking boss, I run with made men Diamonds in my chain, OG in my paper Fuck a bottle loss, Fuck about a hater Fuckin' up the club, fuckin' up this paper Fuck with GBE, fuckin' with them gangsters Ridin' it like I ain't never had shit Gold in my mouth, I'm talking cash shit Left her with the gang, he need a new bitch I ain't sweat her, she was comin' at my crew neck I'm a rider I'm a roller I'm a gangster So I'ma roll up I'm a rider I'm a roller I'm a gangster So I'ma roll up I'm a rider, pistol toter Pistol blower, kush smoker Bands all in my pocket Think you goin' take it? Stop it My youngins get it poppin' Now you on the news, they watchin' Fuckin' with my gang, you gon' end up in violence Fuckin' with Taylor Gang, you fuckin' with the pilots Smokin' on this dope, thumbin' through the checks Thots on my dick like who gonna do me next I spent so many checks, I coulda bought a jet GBE 'til I die, I do it for my set Go, go I'm a rider I'm a roller I'm a gangster So I'ma roll up I'm a rider I'm a roller I'm a gangster So I'ma roll up

Boogie woogie Me love the sun Its so hot hot hot Lets jam lets jam Says uncle sam () Lalalala Santana jam Lalalala Santana jam Its nice and hot Not cold nor warm I dont even hear A stormy storm Lalala Santana jam Lalala Santana jam

Okay I'm a dope boy, trap boy, everybody knows (know) I open my shop up, then everybody goes (everybody) From the cars to the clothes (clothes) The jewels to the flows (flows) Don't fool the bros, the tool's gonna blow And no (no), I don't wonder She'll love me if I'm broke (why?) 'Cause goin' broke, is suttin' that I won't, no I get money when I'm high (high) I get money when I'm low (low) I get money with my hunny (hunny) I get money with the bros (bros) You try discipline me? (Me) That's when I discipline you (you) Girl, I'm done with these hoes I'm in a discipline mood (I am) Fly girl, I like the way you're glistenin', too Before rap, in the trap, I'm who they're listenin' to You like suckin' it, strokin' it, kissin' 'em too When you're at work, missin' me You're missin' 'em too, nah (too) Real niggas ain't dissin' on tunes In real life, make niggas go missin' with booms Like, sweep 'em aside ('side) Put your feelings aside I'm the type to go to a weddin' And leave with the bride I'm a devious guy Got my girl a new Range Rover Left it outside, and said "The keys are inside" And I still can't get a Visa, or go to Miami 'Cause you know me, I'm scatty Favorite clothes is a trackie Way before rap, I had a freezin' wrist They ask me how? I tell them the reason is I'm a dope boy, trap boy, everybody knows (know) I open my shop up, then everybody goes (everybody) From the cars to the clothes (clothes) The jewels to the flows (flows) Don't fool the bros, the tool's gonna blow And no (no), I don't wonder She'll love me if I'm broke (why?) 'Cause goin' broke, is suttin' that I won't, n-no (no) I get money when I'm high (high) I get money when I'm low (low) I get money with my hunny (hunny) I get money with the bros (bros) You love moanin' Always tryna leave me with stress But if I leave You know it's gonna leave you depressed (you know it) Six keys on my neck I said "We are the best" Only alphabet I know is, VVNS The city know I'm clean when I dress And the city knows you play And yes (yes), we're leavin' a mess Niggas feenin' for skirt Want my princess Is the only girl in this world I need to impress I stop buying jewlery, and said "I need to invest" So vested and got more jewel, I need to confess (I need) If I had one wish (one), It would be your address (come) Come 'round with my dawg, and leave teeth in your flesh S-said she's on the pill But I'm still nuttin' in her grill 'Cause trust, it's nothin' that I feel (nothin') I spit crack, and it's also suttin' that I deal I'm chef after dilemma, come and have a meal I'm a dope boy, trap boy, everybody knows (know) I open my shop up, then everybody goes (everybody) From the cars to the clothes (clothes) The jewels to the flows (flows) Don't fool the bros, the tool's gonna blow And no (no), I don't wonder She'll love me if I'm broke (Why?) 'Cause goin' broke, is suttin' that I won't, n-no (no) I get money when I'm high (high) I get money when I'm low (low) I get money with my hunny (hunny) I get money with the bros (bros) I'm a dope boy, trap boy, everybody know From the cars to the clothes, the jewels to the flows

Man I'm levelling up I can't switch up or feel like I said it enough My OG's taught me show love but never to trust I help niggas out, they still moan it's never enough I'm busy, still my she chick wants all of my time Told her she's gon' have to wait, cos I'm all on my grind Man I'm chasing after money and that's all of the time How you think I blew 10 in the mall in Dubai? It's Fredo, I'm young and bossy Them niggas love to copy We're bringing straps everywhere you won't get nothing from me You know I step steady, got a show I get ready Step out to my shows all them hoes wanna sex Freddie When I was back in jail I never used to get any Came home, bought a wet Bezzy now they get friendly Man I pray for my sins and I pay for my tings Gave little man a pack and said don't play with the ting My new straps full there's no space in the ting Bro's away on the wing, so I wait for the ring Last year I put all of my faith in some cling Now I feel like this music might blatantly win Man I'm heavy on these tracks and I'm spending all these racks My uncle wants P's but I know he'll spend it on some crack Are you feeling my pain? Used to sit in my cell like damn I'm needing a change Come home and go right back to dealing again Man I'm levelling up I can't switch up or feel like I said it enough My OG's taught me show love but never to trust I help niggas out, they still moan it's never enough I'm busy, still my chick she wants all of my time Told her she's gon' have to wait cos I'm all on my grind Man I'm chasing after money and that's all of the time How you think I blew 10 in the mall in Dubai? The lifestyle's got your chick moist Them man are dead she wants the big boys Straps got a sick choice We the reason why them clicks join You can't talk about the kid, my ting rolls like Bitcoin They young OG, he's steady reppin' Stay heavy steppin' catch one tryna check him Clean hearted dude been reppin' from a yute Like FIFA trouble my circle it was shoot, no lies Hella birds tryna get at the kid, no hype Fuck dat there's hella birds in the crib, there's no time My jail bruddah said "K rap" I said timing, I'm grinding There's no way that I'm rhyming and just surviving I'm all for the peace but still bang mine All in the streets blud I'll bang mine These half-steppers, talking all that killing shit with gang signs Then in the dock ruining a mans life, it's sad times Man I'm levelling up I can't switch up or feel like I said it enough My OG's taught me show love but never to trust I help niggas out, they still moan it's never enough I'm busy, still my chick she wants all of my time Told her she's gon' have to wait cos I'm all on my grind Man I'm chasing after money and that's all of the time How you think I blew 10 in the mall in Dubai