Premium Dope Lyrics - Kxng Crooked

[Intro] 

(Laugh) 

Yeah 

We back up in this bitch! 

That premium dope 

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[Verse 1: Snak The Ripper] 

Ay yo 

I spy with my eyes 

So fly shit designed by 

Corrupt cops, that buckshots, that crack rocks and drive by's 

Flood the streets like high tide, just thinking about how time flies 

You keep this fucking around can get your shirt stained like tie dye 

Fuck smile and high fives 

Creeping up on your blind side 

This is a true story but on acid it's a sci-fi 

Read the rappers on the net with no ethernet or wifi 

Forty thousand feet above your shit and when I fly by 

Sitting shady, spitting crazy till I'm whipping in Mercedes 

Splitting lips on pussies like the [?] the grip of babies 

Bitches wanna set my gravy, [?] 

Sick with rabies, cripping maybe, rocked 'em all in the eighty's 

Flash you with an [?] and in the guns and roses 

Yo this shit's addictive like that trash you putting off your noses 

Every verse ferocious, every word [?] 

Short of breath like overdose [?] 

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[Hook x2: Snak The Ripper & KXNG Crooked] 

Stack top of the line 

Just rock in your mind 

Move lots at a time, that premium dope 

Might as well get a stack off the shelf 

In the back we just sell by the pack, that premium dope 

[Verse 2: KXNG Crooked] 

I just go to distance, I just know persistence 

I'm just so relentless, I'm just so consistent 

They call it show business but I never show my business 

Some of you niggas is hoes, some of you hoes is hoes 

I'm just better than both you bitches 

But the flow is so chauvinistic 

And I don't leave no forensics for the detective to collect 

Whenever I go ballistic 

Aim your whole existence for dead presidents like the ghost of Nixon 

Give a nigga more bars than a prosecutor who got the most evictions (bars) 

Walking down on my city, how dare you? 

My niggas a stick you up when ever they care to 

Shut the fuck up, you get stuck up like a booji bitch 

You get stuck up like The Weeknd's hairdo 

And clear blue diamonds snatched up like Claire Bloom (gimme that) 

You make me have to make a move like a godfatherly 

Your block hotter than rock lava, hotter than a hood of police cars (yeah) 

To my top shottas they gone pop choppers like bloc bloca 

Had the top doctors trynna put you back together with ER 

Cause we are 

[Hook x2]