Dope Spot

[Intro: Top]
Yeah, nigga
Y'all niggas already know what the fuck goin' on, nigga
Back off the drank, niggas and them motherfuckers twisted

[Chorus: Top]
Sellin' bags out the dope spot
Smokin' gas in the dope spot
Countin' racks in the dope spot (Fuck goin' on)
All the straps in the dope spot
Sellin' bags out the dope spot (Bags, nigga)
Smokin' gas in the dope spot
Countin' racks in the dope spot
All the straps in the dope spot

[Verse 1: Top]
You work a job, I run a dope spot (I run that motherfucker)
Sellin' dope with all the doors locked (Lock that shit)
Cameras runnin' but them pistols ready (Y'all know what the fuck goin' on)
Junkies dyin' off the shit we sellin'
Microwave cook the dope, nigga (Fuck you mean?)
Whip it fast, time to go, nigga (Fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
Sellin' bags for the low, nigga (I know what's goin' on, nigga)
I keep the mid for the low, nigga
Caught a fifth 'cause I needed a deuce (I need that shit)
Now I'm twisted 'cause I drunk the whole deuce
The way I whip, the junkies say I'm the truth
The bullets flip, I hit the block with the two

[Chorus: Top]
Sellin' bags out the dope spot (Bags, nigga)
Smokin' gas in the dope spot (Smokin')
Countin' racks in the dope spot (Racks, nigga)
All the straps in the dope spot
Sellin' bags out the dope spot (Bags, bitch)
Smokin' gas in the dope spot
Countin' racks in the dope spot (Spend that shit, bitch)
All the straps in the dope spot

[Verse 2: Luxury Tax]
Fifty of the double ups, I grew up sellin' rocks
Red strings, red Chucks, runnin' from the cops
Red beams on the Glock, watch me drop, bah-bah-bah
Pick the baddest little thot off the block, apricot
I'm a [?], [?], switch hittin', lane switchin'
Bitch gettin' six figures, self made, go getter
I'ma ride for 'em, slide for 'em
We trapped together, that's my brother
He upped the pistol, he gon' bust
These other niggas, I don't trust 'em
VVS move like ushers, these silent stones, these ain't no clusters
I was trappin', I was hustlin', tryin' to make something out of nothing
Load the stick for them busters, came accustomed, livin' luxurious
I'm too legit to quit, we kick your door, take all your shit

[Chorus: Top]
Sellin' bags out the dope spot (Bags, nigga)
Smokin' gas in the dope spot (Smokin')
Countin' racks in the dope spot (Racks, nigga)
All the straps in the dope spot
Sellin' bags out the dope spot (Bags, bitch)
Smokin' gas in the dope spot
Countin' racks in the dope spot (Spend that shit, bitch)
All the straps in the dope spot