COKE OR DOPE? lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah (You think you know me)
One, two
Yeah
'Kay (Uh)
La (Is you—)

[Verse 1]
I keep my front towards the enemy like clay mines
Passin' the burner, light 'em up, I feel like Draymond
b*tch, all of my writtens are a hate crime (Is you coked up or dop—)
I don't take breaks, unless I'm f*ckin' up that main one
You Ricki Lake, you talk about it, but you ain't one
I caught a case beating my neighbor on his own lawn, he a b*tch (Is you—)
Smokin' on grief, that Geddy Green, Mendocino Farms
I got to reach to teach a n*gga that I bear arms
Peggy Liu Kang, they try and kick it, but they Fei Long (Is you coked up or dop—)
f*ck is you doin?
Man, f*ck all you rappers, I told yo' main b*tch I hate yo' songs
Cеase and desist 'cause you a b*tch, now yo' b*tch gonе
Hyperpop b*tches be loud, lame, rich and wrong (Is you coked up or doped up?), uh
Y'all can't f*ck with where my range is, beats absolutely dangerous
At your shows there's no attendance, you're not even worth a mention
To anybody worth a mention
There's levels
[Bridge]
Back in New York, back in the fort, I'm back with the band
Jump out the house, jump off the porch with the .30 in hand
Sue me for libel, I bet you I'm liable to say it again
When I come around, they be quiet, I leave, they be talkin' again (Why?)
f*ck y'all hoes, I know I ain't sh*t, I'd rather get banned
If I'm in the club, then I'm grippin' my .30, I don't wanna dance
b*tch woke up early to hate, you don't even do this for your man
Paying the price for the fame, I'll never be normal again

[Verse 2]
(Is you coked up or doped up?)
Change my Twitter pic and they say, "I gave my ex a facelift"
Clippers in my hand, who I'm tryna fade with?
Put him right through the wall, he can phase-shift
Uh, with a scope on it, I can knock a Martian out a spaceship
Bald head, march like it's fresh out of Basic
(Is you coked up or doped up?)
Ooh, bigger than who? Baby the 5'9" goat
Sick as the flu, flow's a whole new dose
I'm f*ckin' yo' b*tch, I gave her whole new goals (Is you— dope—)
Flash him the burner, tell him his parents ain't broke
Inhale indica, exhale dope
Can't stop, won't stop, I am not Trudeau (Dope—)
Crackers want you where they at so they can act like they know (Get your little—clique smoked—)
[Outro]
One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two
I'm so terminally online, goddamn, I gotta check myself
I'm so terminally online, goddamn, I don't respect myself, urgh
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