Dope Boy OMB Peezy (Ft. Rylo Rodriguez)

[Intro: OMB Peezy]
Hitmaka
Real forever
Kutta, cut that shit up, man

[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Look, dope boy out the trenches, can't forget I made my youngin' rich (My youngin')
Pink slip on a foreign, can't believe I really own the bih (I own it)
Make my quota, then we order, legend how I run it up (I run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up
Dope boy out the trenches, can't forget I made my youngin' rich (My youngin')
Pink slip on a foreign, can't believe I really own the bih (I own it)
Make my quota, then we order, legend how I run it up (Run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I makе it up (Make it up)

[Verse 1: Rylo Rodriguez]
He been shootin' like Dior so I bought a tеn pairs of Michael J's (Michael J's)
Throw away but I ain't throw it away, I just put it inside the microwave (DJ lift up)
But we don't do flight delays, (I'm ridin' with clippers) like we forgot to shave (She's a stripper)
I seen you at Ace, (If you trip up) just know he gotta pay
How much it cost, your life? I'm sayin'
How much it cost, your ice? A mansion
My team, we ballin', this flight, a Vantage
Dreamin' far inside all of my vibes, a fantasy
The dime I'm flingin', V Live, she dancin'
Got a bitch outta Maryland, who swipe, she scammin'
I bought her a wig to get her outta my hair
Got a Ruger, if I send 'em bullets, they rare
I hate Hanes
I know some niggas got murked, their mother was scared 'cause they had dead brains (Man)
They picture me like digits, and all my cameramen got great angles
If she usually let it spin, she hit that head, she might be bae angel
Said her skinny wants the wide body Charger, fuck a waist trainer