DBF

[Intro]
I be to myself 'cause I ain't tryna get you shot up
Nigga I was sellin' product, ayy

[Chorus]
I been grindin' like a bitch since I made a couple dollars
Diamonds on my neck got me shining like some Prada
In a rented Maserati, nigga I was sellin' product
I be to myself 'cause I ain't tryna get you shot up
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me

[Verse 1]
Trap boys come out at night
Every nigga wanna shine, they just wanna see the light
My nigga hit me on the court links every night
I told him do the time that's left, you'll be alright
Throw the pack, I bet I catch it like I'm Jerry Rice
Remember I ain't have it, I was stressin' every night, ayy
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
See the hunger when you look inside my eyes
I be like fuck 'em, lay 'em down, these niggas be lies
Skin 'em like potatoes, let 'em sizzle like some fries
I be like fuck 'em, spray 'em down, leave nothing behind
Rawest nigga in the town, what he rep, 305

[Chorus]
I been grindin' like a bitch since I made a couple dollars
Diamonds on my neck got me shining like some Prada
In a rented Maserati, nigga I was sellin' product
I be to myself 'cause I ain't tryna get you shot up
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me

[Verse 2]
Dope boy fresh with a Cuban link
Diamond drippin' on me like a kitchen sink
I'm a Dade nigga, I don't do the mink
Shoot him down for what he say he gon' do to me
I ain't ballin' like I wanna be
I still use the backboard when I go for the three, ayy
I ride foreign, no Infiniti
You know I whip the Beamer but I rented me a Bentley
See I'm comin' for your head B
You ain't even got no rhythm, you a deadbeat
I know you ain't built for this, you ain't concrete
Even if you ain't ridin' for me just spare me
Heard through the grapevine nigga sweeter than some wine
But I ain't take advantage, took advantage of what's mine
I was takin' chances, I put it on the line
When you was on the cup, baby I was doin' time

[Chorus]
I been grindin' like a bitch since I made a couple dollars
Diamonds on my neck got me shining like some Prada
In a rented Maserati, nigga I was sellin' product
I be to myself 'cause I ain't tryna get you shot up
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me
Dope boy fresh with a stick on me