I love dope boys I love the drug dealers They buy the bags, and spend the check on the nana Dope boys make it wet That dope money, that coke money That dope money, that coke money That dope money so sensational, that coke money so sensational That dope money so sensational That coke money so sensational Dope money, coke money, dope money, coke money Dope money, coke money, dope money, coke money Free El-Chapo! I fuck with the plugs that get money like the lotto Bussin' 'juggs, bussin' 'juggs in the Tahoe I don't fuck with rats that be singing like a problem Break it, break it down, bag it up, this shit tall Meet me at the West End Mall I like him 'cause he fuck with them grams And he got more drums than a dance He gon', he gon' spend that check on this nana That air, turn that heat up like a sauna All my niggas shoot like it's the lineup And I'ma suck his dick in the '59 Suki! That dope money, that coke money That dope money, that coke money That dope money so sensational, that coke money so sensational That dope money so sensational That coke money so sensational Dope money, coke money, dope money, coke money Dope money, coke money, dope money, coke money Trap look like a drive-thru, can I take your order? Rich off white girls, that's why I'm drippin' all this water Ain't no middleman, bricks come straight up off that border In my city, I'm the plug, they call me Richard Porter 3 cellphones, trap jumping out the gym I don't serve no Rerock, all my chickens swim Call me Nov-y Escobar, 'cause I got it in I don't wanna talk unless you're talking Benjamins 'Fore I hit the label, started getting all this rap paper I was in the bando, filling up that wax paper You should see the tricks I do, mixing up that soda That dope money put me on, that's why I'm taking over That dope money, that coke money That dope money, that coke money That dope money so sensational, that coke money so sensational That dope money so sensational That coke money so sensational Dope money, coke money, dope money, coke money Dope money, coke money, dope money, coke money I love them drug boys, I love them coke boys, you know why? 'Cause coke boys buy all the Chanel, all the Gucci, all the Prada They get your titties and your ass done, they help you start your own business! My mom always told me I would marry a reverend or a pastor But, mommy, I love drug boys! I love that drug money, mommy! That drug money is sensational, mommy! Shout out to all them bitches that date them coke boys Shout out to them coke boys movin' them mothafuckin' bricks Shout out to them niggas that's travelling with that mothafuckin' work To make sure they mothafuckin' fill in! Ooh, that dope money, that dope money And he put a rack on this pussy before he slide in it, hoe! Aye, aye