Offset – DOPE BOY Lyrics

*** BOY Lyrics by Offset & Young Nudy

*** boy fresh (*** boy)
Air Force Ones and a tech (Hey)
*** boy, *** boy checks (Checks)
*** boy whip it up and stretch (*** boy)
Cash, we don’t do no credit (Cash)
Bags of the gas like veggies (Gas)
Shooters on the roof, be ready (Grrah)
*** boy walkin’ with the ladies (***, ***)
*** boy nine (*** boy)
*** boy, *** boy nines (***)
*** boy block
*** better not send shots (No, no)
*** boy nines
*** boy, *** boy nines (***)
*** boy block (Woo)
*** better not send shots (Hey)

I’m lookin’ for J’s to serve (J’s)
Need a split, ***, say the word (Say it)
Trappin’ nicks, I can make it work (Make it work)
Four other plays on reserve (Hey, hey)
If he don’t want it, somebody gon’ grab it (Who?)
How I know? ‘Cause the *** automatic (How you know?)
Thirty more, how this go, he gon’ catch it (Thirty more)
Get another load in and I pass it (Woo)
We get money, don’t talk it, don’t brag it
Hide the money, it’s molded with maggots (Hide the money)
Get the TP, they never could track it (Get the TP)
I call freak, and he pick up the package (I call freak, uh)
I’m goin’ dumb in the trap, need a straitjacket (Dumb)
‘Bout that money, they ready to get active (Baow)
He ran with that work and they kidnapped him (Go)
I really don’t know what the hell happened (Who?)
Hunnid racks on me now in the book baggy (Racks)
Bought my ma a new house, she was too happy (Mama)
Had to ball out at Louis, got new jackets (Ball)
Had to Forgi my Demon, it flew past ’em (Skrrt)

*** boy fresh (*** boy)
Air Force Ones and a tech (Hey)
*** boy, *** boy checks (Checks)
*** boy whip it up and stretch (*** boy)
Cash, we don’t do no credit (Cash)
Bags of the gas like veggies (Gas)
Shooters on the roof, be ready (Grrah)
*** boy walkin’ with the ladies (***, ***)
*** boy nine (*** boy)
*** boy, *** boy nines (***)
*** boy block
*** better not send shots (No, no)
*** boy nines
*** boy, *** boy nines (***)
*** boy block (Woo)
*** better not send shots (Hey)

What you know about ***?
You can’t tell me nothin’ (You can’t tell me nothin’)
You can’t front me nothin’ (You can’t front me nothin’)
You can’t sell me nothin’ (You can’t sell me nothin’)
I come to take yo’ *** (***)
I put choppers on the run (On the run)
Niggas ain’t havin’ no tons (No tons)
Slime got tons of guns (Slime got tons of guns)
And I got hella shooters rockin’ with me
We rockin’ out wit the Glizzys, is you with me?
We sparin’ nobody, ***, come to get it (*** ’em)
And I ain’t got no time for no freezin’ and bitchin’ (Nah, uh-uh)
Only real people ’round me, know that they slime and clickin’ (Slime and clickin’, nah)
‘Lotta these niggas be up in these streets, *** be blind when they get it (Bow!)

*** boy fresh (*** boy)
Air Force Ones and a tech (Hey)
*** boy, *** boy checks (Checks)
*** boy whip it up and stretch (*** boy)
Cash, we don’t do no credit (Cash)
Bags of the gas like veggies (Gas)
Shooters on the roof, be ready (Grrah)
*** boy walkin’ with the ladies (***, ***)
*** boy nine (*** boy)
*** boy, *** boy nines (***)
*** boy block
*** better not send shots (No, no)
*** boy nines
*** boy, *** boy nines (***)
*** boy block (Woo)
*** better not send shots (Hey)