Like Dope Lyrics - Audio Push

[Chorus: Tory Lanez] 

Uh, uh, uh, uh 

Uh, uh, uh, uh 

Smoking on, smoking on dope, uh 

Looking like, feeling like dope 

[Verse 1: Audio Push] 

Who don't wanna play? 

I'm drop topping in these foreigns on off these southern dames 

Playing games, I'ma fuck it 

Ima brain Jay coppin plus chain chains swinging, singing songs Bad bitches hittin' bones switching lanes 

Niggas, chain thicker than my dang bang 

Nigga, let that semi hang 

Nigga, I be all up in the house, I want everything nigga 

First time, she let me even hang with 'em look 

Still gettin' paper off the block 

Gotta take it off the top, used to scrape it off the block, uh 

Young Fargo, you know a nigga flying over the border like I just missed cargo 

Baby, you know, smoking on the 5-0 

Got them bad bitches rolling but I'm ducking all the 5-0s, uh 

And I'm fucking 'bout nine hoes 

Got these bitches moaning like Alonzo 

[Chorus: Tory Lanez] 

Uh, uh, uh, uh 

Uh, uh, uh, uh 

Smoking on, smoking on dope, uh 

Looking like, feeling like dope 

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[Verse 2: Price & Oktane] 

I feel like I'm on dope when I ain't wit' you (bounce bounce) 

I need to hear my dope when I miss you 

I'm stackin' paper like magazine issues 

It's always an issue I can't commit, but you know everything I do is official 

So you don't press nothin' 

I hit the studio I tell Aminé to press buttons 

Niggas know those checks comin' 

I make her rock the boat like game-X 

She fuckin' me cuz I'm famous 

Killin' every beat until I leave the game stretched 

I feel like I'm on dope 

She wanna get high 

If you tryna smoke 

Then get up in the ride 

Cuz it's lit at every show 

There's women on side 

But I don't ever go 

But she want it tonight 

So it's going down 

I'ma let you know it now flyest nigga doin' it 

And what I say go so she ridin' if I'm coolin' 

If I'm chillin' in my section assuming you need direction 

Finessing, forever on that next like a Jetson 

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[Chorus: Tory Lanez] 

Uh, uh, uh, uh 

Uh, uh, uh, uh 

Smoking on, smoking on dope, uh 

Looking like, feeling like dope 

[Verse 3: Anthony Danza] 

Uh, I'm high like hello 

Stuck like the seatbelt 

Put me in the hot seat 

I'ma make the seat melt 

You know entrepreneurial 

Countin' money, eatin' cereal 

My glass is so full [?] view is so aeriel 

My peanut butter leather 

With that peanut butter sweater 

I can't believe it's not butter 

It's just a little better 

No vendetta, you bitches is so forgettable 

Forget 'em and get 'em a boat 

K to they burial 

Geometry gold ropes and heavy links 

It's big bricks small circles let's not overthink 

Surrounded by these sundresses 

Flat-screen T.V.s, V.V.S.s 

And brand new B.B.S.s 

Addicted to the Mormon eyes, pretty lips 

Caprisun with the molly, who wan' take a sip 

Unc cuz you know the drill, you know the scale, gonna make it tip 

Soft serve everything, dairy queen, everything dip 

[Chorus: Tory Lanez] 

Uh, uh, uh, uh 

Uh, uh, uh, uh 

Smoking on, smoking on dope, uh 

Looking like, feeling like dope, uh 

[Outro] 

Young nigga feelin' like he on dope 

Gimme more, gimme more 

That's how I'm livin' out, livin' out 

Blowin' dope, blowin' dope 

Young niggas movin' dope you know how it go 

Get at me 

And when I say dope I mean types yo' kush