Return of the Dope Boi (feat. Killer Mike & Backbone)

Yup, D-Boi, yeah Yeah, I'm on some Dope Boi shit (Now I ain't steppin' out 'less the ice is right) Yeah (And I ain't swervin' the ride 'less the lights is bright) Return of the Dope Boi (D-Boi, D-Boi, D-Boi) Yeah (D-Boi, D-Boi, D-Boi) I'm on some Dope Boi shit (Yeah) (D-Boi, D-Boi, D-Boi) Huh (D-Boi, D-Boi, D-Boi) This the return of the Dope Boi Who be the freshest out the catalogue? Somethin' like the freshest of 'em all Fresher, buy them all, look now Fuck with me girl, you're guaranteed to have a ball Shorty said she with me 'Cause she love the way we carry on Carry on like my Louis Vuitton rollin' bag Put it in the overhead, then I order apple-cran Cran-apple 'cause it's too early for alcohol Still sweatin' bullets 'cause security They have them dogs (Fuckin' D-Bois) Perignon and a table full of chicken wing Icicle, let them hoes know we gettin' chains Big bank, in the Chevy paint gettin' grain Wet paint weave on her like shit stains Ain't nothin' changed but the pampers on the baby, mane Went from D-F Express to the motherfuckin' gravy train Niggas in the Points took the same What them niggas are holdin' now Join gangs, Collipark, bang, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang Yeah You see it, ho Brand new and it's still the old school I ain't playin' with none of yous Ayy, ayy, ayy Levi denim, switch up, kill 'em Louis V First class suits, I fly across the bluest seas Italian, introduce you to the bluest cheese Got a plug in Atlanta, always got them newest trees O.G. Skywalker Kush evergreen B.I.G. gon' get it in the air Just like a trampoline (Trampoline) I'm sayin', playin' with hundreds of grand Buyin' tennis shoes out Yokohama, Japan I don't want the jacket 'less it come with the pant And I ain't throwin' no money 'less you doin' the dance I say biatch, you see me whippin' in this kitchen, bitch I say biatch, I'm tryna whip another chicken, bitch I say biatch, I got no time to hear about a dirty dish Biatch, trap nigga tryna get early rich Money makin', never fakin' Serve that dope like Fasty (Fasty) Chop that work and chop that Work and put it in a baggie, ayy Up all night, a up all nighter I be cookin' crack (Crack) Tell the West Side, tell the West Side Tide and D is back No not Warren, no not Warren Red Dog gon' say hello (Hello) Back in '94, I trapped out with Shawty L-O (Ooh) The way that I be flexin', Paul Howard might indict We jump back like we cook crack for Tom Black and Terry White I'm on some Dope Boi shit (Now I ain't steppin' out unless the ice is right) (And I ain't swervin' the ride unless the lights is bright) The return of the Dope Boi Yeah, I'm on some Dope Boi shit (Now I ain't steppin' out unless the ice is right) Yeah (And I ain't swervin' the Ride unless the lights is bright) This the return of the Dope Boi Dope Boi, Dope Boi, Dope Boi, Dope Boi Dope Boi, Dope Boi, Dope Boi