[Verse 1: Folkz]
Your boy sell dope, your boy sell dope
All I do is talk money all you do is tell jokes
I can sell sand to the beach I'm a hustler
Riding with a 10-15 in the muffler
Bamma that's years, if I get jammed up
And I'm a take the charge cause a man man up
And the only thing worse than a rat is a dog
Who will rat on his dogs
That's a fact that's a law
10 shells for the moss with the sawed off pump
Cause when I get to shooting get them all off jump
That's your mama and your daddy and your sister and your brother
And your uncles and your cousins when you fucking with my numbers
You done spent four summers in the goddamn house
I ain't trying to hear shit about a goddamn drought
You on your goddamn couch you should get get get it
Bamma's cool with being broke and I can't get with it/
[Hook: Folkz]
Slumdogg I’m the man in my town
I can show you how to get it with the tan and the brown
All you do is get your scales and your pots and your pans
And your blocks and your grams I can show you how to jam
All my friends sell dope
My sister sells dope
My brother sells dope
And my dad sells dope
All my dogs sell dope
Them boys sell dope
My friends sell dope
Being broke no joke
[Verse 2: Folkz]
The boy sell dope, the boy sell dope
They holler for a front
I holler “hell no”
17 years old and he’s talking about a hand out
Go and find a corner in your city then you jam out
All damn day till your hair turn grey
If a Bamma want to eat then a Bamma serve yay
And if that boy serve yay, then the boy stay strapped
On the block giving T’s out tell them take that
My brother sold dope till he got locked up
My cousin sold dope till he got shot up
Chef Slumdogg see me cooking with the pies
And you know a dope boy when you look them in the eyes
I sold my soul to the devil for a small price
I walked through motherfucking hell screaming thug life
I serve it when it's yellow but it come white
And I'm buy the whole thing if the plug right
[Hook]
Your boy sell dope, your boy sell dope
All I do is talk money all you do is tell jokes
I can sell sand to the beach I'm a hustler
Riding with a 10-15 in the muffler
Bamma that's years, if I get jammed up
And I'm a take the charge cause a man man up
And the only thing worse than a rat is a dog
Who will rat on his dogs
That's a fact that's a law
10 shells for the moss with the sawed off pump
Cause when I get to shooting get them all off jump
That's your mama and your daddy and your sister and your brother
And your uncles and your cousins when you fucking with my numbers
You done spent four summers in the goddamn house
I ain't trying to hear shit about a goddamn drought
You on your goddamn couch you should get get get it
Bamma's cool with being broke and I can't get with it/
[Hook: Folkz]
Slumdogg I’m the man in my town
I can show you how to get it with the tan and the brown
All you do is get your scales and your pots and your pans
And your blocks and your grams I can show you how to jam
All my friends sell dope
My sister sells dope
My brother sells dope
And my dad sells dope
All my dogs sell dope
Them boys sell dope
My friends sell dope
Being broke no joke
[Verse 2: Folkz]
The boy sell dope, the boy sell dope
They holler for a front
I holler “hell no”
17 years old and he’s talking about a hand out
Go and find a corner in your city then you jam out
All damn day till your hair turn grey
If a Bamma want to eat then a Bamma serve yay
And if that boy serve yay, then the boy stay strapped
On the block giving T’s out tell them take that
My brother sold dope till he got locked up
My cousin sold dope till he got shot up
Chef Slumdogg see me cooking with the pies
And you know a dope boy when you look them in the eyes
I sold my soul to the devil for a small price
I walked through motherfucking hell screaming thug life
I serve it when it's yellow but it come white
And I'm buy the whole thing if the plug right
[Hook]
( Folkz )
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