Hella Dope Philthy Rich (Ft. Erk Tha Jerk & The Jacka)

[Chorus: Erk Tha Jerk]
Hella dope, sitting real low in my Benzo
Bitches never put me in the friend zone, yeah
Roll another one, yeah I been gone
Six one, caught it in the endzone, yeah
Hella dope, sitting real low in my Benzo, yeah
Hella dope, sitting real low in my Benzo, yeah

[Verse 1: The Jacka]
No plan for the robbery
Just a honey thing and a killer in the driver's seat
Real nigga shit, feds couldn't break the silence either
Still winning checks, weight set eighty inch screen
In my living room
Sold a half a key in the D, 'bout to finish soon
Niggas know I been a goon
Ever since a pup, smoking kush in my mama joint
K's with bananas on
Suckers act tough, they don't overstand the code
Hope you overstand the code, streets that we standing on
Real niggas say we dope 'cause we on the shit they on
Why my niggas stuck in prison, pray to god we blow
Say our music's like dope how it got 'em through
So we thuggin', 'til we put his family on
And I just wanna smoke every nigga in the car with you