Dopetrackz – Dopetrackz Is The Illest Lyrics

[Hook]

Ain’t none illa than this
Ain’t none ain’t none illa than this

Dopetrackz dopetrackz rippin’ this shit
Haters get lost like Gilligan’s ship

Hand me the bottle we ain’t takin’ sips
Spark up the loud get fly on this trip

Me and my team we winnin’ this chip
Gettin’ all this lucci than we out this bitch

[Verse 1: Dopetrackz]

On the mic I be wildin’ tho
Like an animal

In the wild tryin’ to fight
For survival

See your life flash back
In a blink of an eye

God damn
That’s an eyeful

Introduced to the game
Make way my arrival

All about that lucci
Gettin’ rich like Lionel

Testimony on this rap
Hand on the bible

Praise G.O.D
Don’t worship other idols

But the devil callin’
Like he got me on speed dial

Born sinner no need
For the denial

Fire lawyer beat the case
No retrial

Who the man?
Well shit I guess that’s me now

Haters pray for the downfall
On top

Gettin’ high gettin’ money
Till the sky fall

Laughing all the way to the bank
But ain’t a damn thing funny

So my tru ridahs
Screaming f*ck yall

[Hook]

Ain’t none illa than this
Ain’t none ain’t none illa than this

Dopetrackz dopetrackz rippin’ this shit
Haters get lost like Gilligan’s ship

Hand me the bottle we ain’t takin’ sips
Spark up the loud get fly on this trip

Me and my team we winnin’ this chip
Gettin’ all this lucci than we out this bitch

[Verse 2: Dopetrackz]

You can tell the world

Whatever you want

But you and I
Know what’s going on

All the real G’s in my hood
Know about me

So when I slide thru
They welcome me home

You ain’t never sin
Well cast the first stone

But you can’t reach
To high on my throne

Creepin’ on the come up
On my thuggish ruggish bone

Wanna be me so bad
But the flow they can’t clone

Light up the kush
Take it straight to the dome

Smokin’ with my hood
Yeah you know we get blown

Put it in the wind
Yeah you know we get blown

But shit ain’t friendly
I stay with a tone

Step to me wrong
Knock you out like Jon Bones

Shit to real
This is what I was shown

Ain’t nothing given
Gotta get it on your own

20′ 16′ big body
Sittin’ on chrome

[Hook]

Ain’t none illa than this
Ain’t none ain’t none illa than this

Dopetrackz dopetrackz rippin’ this shit
Haters get lost like Gilligan’s ship

Hand me the bottle we ain’t takin’ sips
Spark up the loud get fly on this trip

Me and my team we winnin’ this chip
Gettin’ all this lucci than we out this bitch

[Outro: MJ Finesse]

We out this bitch
We out this bitch

And we out this bitch
And we out this bitch after we get rich

Still stackin’ dough
Yeah we need a little more

Still stackin’ dough
Yeah we need a little more

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah oh yeah oh yeah

And we out this bitch
And we our this bitch

And we out this bitch

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