Lyrics OMB Peezy - Dope Boy

Dope Boy Lyrics – OMB Peezy

Singer: OMB Peezy
Title: Dope Boy

Hitmaka
Real forever
Kutta, cut that sh#t up, man
Look, dope boy out the trenches, can’t forget I made my youngin rich (My youngin)

Pink slip on a foreign, can’t believe I really own the bih (I own it)
Make my quota, then we order, legend how I run it up (I run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up

Dope boy out the trenches, can’t forget I made my youngin rich (My youngin)
Pink slip on a foreign, can’t believe I really own the bih (I own it)
Make my quota, then we order, legend how I run it up (Run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)

Spin it then I make it up (Make it up)
He be shootin’ like Dior so I bought a twin pair of Michael J’s (Michael J’s)
Throw away but I ain’t throw it away, I just put it inside the microwave (DJ lift up)
But we don’t do flight delays, (I’m ridin’ with clippers) like we forgot to shave (She’s a stripper)

I seen you at Ace, (If you trip up) just know he gotta pay
How much it cost, your life? I’m sayin’
How much it cost, your ice? A mansion
My team, we ballin’, this flight, a Vantage

Dreamin’ far inside all of my vibes, a fantasy
The dime I’m flingin’, V Live, she dancin’
Got a b#tch outta Maryland, new swipe, she scammin’
I bought her a wig to get her outta my hair

Got a Ruger, if I see ’em booted, they rare
I hate hangs
I know some n#gg#s got murked, their mom was scared ’cause they had dead brains
They picture me like digits, and all my cameramen got great angles

If she usually let her spin, she hit that head, she might be bae angel
Said her skinny wants the widebody Charger, f#ck a waist trainer
Look, dope boy out the trenches, can’t forget I made my youngin rich (My youngin)
Pink slip on a foreign, can’t believe I really own the bih (I own it)

Make my quota, then we order, legend how I run it up (I run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up
Dope boy out the trenches, can’t forget I made my youngin rich (My youngin)

Pink slip on a foreign, can’t believe I really own the bih (I own it)
Make my quota, then we order, legend how I run it up (Run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up (Make it up)

Look, dope boy
And I make a n#gg# lay down, everybody hit the floor, n#gg# ain’t have no choice (Have no choice)
I was on the block, late night, big cause on the store, Off-White tag hangin’
n#gg# don’t know nothin’, he’ll prolly think I stole (I stole)

n#gg#, I’ll steal your life, I’ll end your night, look at me the wrong way when I’m rollin’ (Rrah)
Pull up in the pu’, told her get him, “Make enough room for your problems to fit in”
She might gotta sit on your lap but don’t sit on that strap, better watch where you sit (Where you sit)
I come from projects, they know they can’t stop it, they sit back and watch how we live (How we live)

Where I’m from, if you rich, you gon’ get it (Gon’ get it)
I’ma break her lil’ back if she willin’
Youngin out the bricks, I can’t forget I turned my youngin on
I shoot sum, I’m gon’ hit, I cannot miss, b#tch, who you runnin’ from? (Runnin’)

Promise you can’t come around that gang if you ain’t one of us (One of us)
If you ’round me, you can’t tote that flame if you ain’t done enough (Peezy)
Look, dope boy out the trenches, can’t forget I made my youngin rich (My youngin)
Pink slip on a foreign, can’t believe I really own the bih (I own it)

You can purchase their music thru 
 or 
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases

Other Popular Songs:
G-Eazy - A Little More
Laura Marling - For You

Lyrics OMB Peezy – Dope Boy

Kindly like and share our content. Please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all songs.

We don’t provide any MP3 Download, please support the artist by purchasing their music 🙂

You can purchase their music thru 
 or 
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases