Double Cup

[Sample Hook]
Look soda in my cup look like the mist every time I roll up. Dipping pimping on the scene in a candy paint machine, hella yellow bone boppers on my team

[Verse 1] Lope Dope

(LDC GANG)

It's Lope fucking Dope I'm about to go up off the top, (Lope)
It's Lope fucking Dope I got the dope in my pocket. (Big Lope)
Dope in the trunk pack the heat when I'm walking real '96 gang shit. ('96 boy!)
Yuh, I smoke the Backwoods, Dutchies, Swishes whatever. (All that!)
RIP my boy BGD he served me the pressure. (GUCCI!)
Hit yo bitch on the first night I met her, I'm switching them digits yea as soon as I left her. (Call my number!)
Loccing in the parking lot, I'm with Dillinger (gang)
She spilled that wock then I'm selling her
I got a bag of gas it's on the regular (regular!)
I smoke a pound of dope on the regular (the regular!)
I remember I used to smoke them eighths of the regular (the regular)
Fuck that shit! We got them flavors here
I got the bag of cake and I roll it at the bank, then I skate
I roll off on yo bae today. (skrrrrr)
I post up in Texas, shout-out to LA
I flew out one day just to get away from the bullshit
Shout-out yo bitch I bet she call for the pool stick
Yo bitch want that new D
I got the Off-White that Louis, that Gucci that Subie, you newbie
You know that we pour up the mucus. (ugh ugh!)
But I thought that you knew this
Got a bag full of p's and yo P serving that bullshit
Them P's serve them fiends they got them beams fuck you mean
I got yo bitch with me, she want that dick what you mean?
She want the sushi, them point five's of that Lucy
You looking like lil rat boy I'll take that bat bust yo kneecap
Fuck that baseball blunt full of that thraxx
She gon give that neck first, LDC since day one I'm putting in work
That soda in my double cup I pour that shit up
We don't want what's in yo cup

[Sample Hook]
Look soda in my cup look like the mist every time I roll up. Dipping pimping on the scene in a candy paint machine, hella yellow bone boppers on my team

[Verse 2] CHRIST DILLINGER

I get so high like I got wings
If I pull that bitch out then that bitch gonna sing
Come through with the beam it's gonna sting
If I stand on my cash I'mma look like Yao Ming
I wonder what my mama done seen?
Caught me at 19 but I been doing lean
Mixing the prometh with codeine
I never held up a cup for a scene
The lean the percs the drank
Run up a check and I'm hitting the bank
Run up on us and we leaving you stank
Smoking on gas I might smoke the whole tank
I spent 300 on a line of Tris man fuck it I'm a drug addict
We outside the palace we matching our Patek's
I'm high as an addict I'm high in an attic
I'm paying full price fuck a discount
Ain't want me then? Bitch you missed out
My wrist shine like a lighthouse
Sippin real lean not dark stout
This FN might hit through the fence
She never fucked in the Benz
This cup in my hand my best friend
Keeping it real I don't gotta pretend
Sippin on green you not sippin on red
Christ he doesn't talk to the feds
Run up a 100 bands tell me where at again