Dope Spot - Luxury Tax

Yeah, nigga

Y’all niggas already know what the fuck goin' on, nigga

Back off the drank, niggas and them motherfuckers twisted

Sellin' bags out the dope spot

Smokin' gas in the dope spot

Countin' racks in the dope spot (Fuck goin' on)

All the straps in the dope spot

Sellin' bags out the dope spot (Bags, nigga)

Smokin' gas in the dope spot

Countin' racks in the dope spot

All the straps in the dope spot

You work a job, I run a dope spot (I run that motherfucker)

Sellin' dope with all the doors locked (Lock that shit)

Cameras runnin' but them pistols ready (Y'all know what the fuck goin' on)

Junkies dyin' off the shit we sellin'

Microwave cook the dope, nigga (Fuck you mean?)

Whip it fast, time to go, nigga (Fuck you talkin' 'bout?)

Sellin' bags for the low, nigga (I know what’s goin' on, nigga)

I keep the mid for the low, nigga

Caught a fifth 'cause I needed a deuce (I need that shit)

Now I’m twisted 'cause I drunk the whole deuce

The way I whip, the junkies say I’m the truth

The bullets flip, I hit the block with the two

Sellin' bags out the dope spot (Bags, nigga)

Smokin' gas in the dope spot (Smokin')

Countin' racks in the dope spot (Racks, nigga)

All the straps in the dope spot

Sellin' bags out the dope spot (Bags, bitch)

Smokin' gas in the dope spot

Countin' racks in the dope spot (Spend that shit, bitch)

All the straps in the dope spot

Fifty of the double ups, I grew up sellin' rocks

Red strings, red Chucks, runnin' from the cops

Red beams on the Glock, watch me drop, bah-bah-bah

Pick the baddest little thot off the block, apricot

I’m a, , switch hittin', lane switchin'

Bitch gettin' six figures, self made, go getter

I’ma ride for 'em, slide for 'em

We trapped together, that’s my brother

He upped the pistol, he gon' bust

These other niggas, I don’t trust 'em

VVS move like ushers, these silent stones, these ain’t no clusters

I was trappin', I was hustlin', tryin' to make something out of nothing

Load the stick for them busters, came accustomed, livin' luxurious

I’m too legit to quit, we kick your door, take all your shit

Sellin' bags out the dope spot (Bags, nigga)

Smokin' gas in the dope spot (Smokin')

Countin' racks in the dope spot (Racks, nigga)

All the straps in the dope spot

Sellin' bags out the dope spot (Bags, bitch)

Smokin' gas in the dope spot

Countin' racks in the dope spot (Spend that shit, bitch)

All the straps in the dope spot