Teewhy G, Cortez - Sellin' Dope Lyrics

Grew up sellin dope
We was sellin dope
Re-up in the coat
We got different goals
Nigga money all i know
Worth my weight in gold
Bussed the wrist down
Got my bitch on a different mode
Verified only she on demon time
That bitch call me daddy she aint even mine
Nigga walk like i'm rich
Talk like i'm lit
Fuck a penny for your thoughts
I don't need a dime
Been doing fine
Wrist lit it up
If shorty ain't a 10 she cant get a nut
Caught a attitude i told her get a bigger butt
Hit it once
She broke down in the middle like i split a dutch
Fuck
Money on my mind we gon elevate
Boss talk
Too much on your plate gotta delegate
Gamble with your life
Roll the dice
We gon let it play
Be a hardrock
You gon end up in a better space
Better taste
Bank on it i got bread to chase
And i keep filling up that bitch
I'm on second base
Third account this my second bank
Cash app bussin tried to shut me down the second day
Gang
Grew up sellin dope
We was sellin dope
Re-up in the coat
We got different goals
Nigga money all i know
Worth my weight in gold
Bussed the wrist down
Got my bitch on a different mode
Money on my mind
Trap phone ringing that mean money on the line
Way Back, high school
Bubbled on the grind
Pumping all the dimes
Even sold a onion at my prom
Dior denim where the weapon tuck
Ruger in the drop, looting from the cops
Still spinning blocks on the regular
Now I leveled up, leveled up
Got my credit up
Duplex, Boy I had to step it up
See I’m a product of the stuy though
Show you how a pie goes
I done seen it all
And I can sell it with my eyes closed
Runtz in the wood
A lil’ Dosi in the Fronto
Even sold mids tryna even out the highs lows
Yo
Get it off the boat
Get it off the boat
We was selling hope metal in the coat
Send another bow sell it 44
Re Up and let another go
Brooklyn
Grew up sellin dope
We was sellin dope
Re-up in the coat
We got different goals
Nigga money all i know
Worth my weight in gold
Bussed the wrist down
Got my bitch on a different mode

Grew up sellin dope
We was sellin dope
Re-up in the coat
We got different goals
Nigga money all i know
Worth my weight in gold
Bussed the wrist down
Got my bitch on a different mode
Verified only she on demon time
That bitch call me daddy she aint even mine
Nigga walk like i'm rich
Talk like i'm lit
Fuck a penny for your thoughts
I don't need a dime
Been doing fine
Wrist lit it up
If shorty ain't a 10 she cant get a nut
Caught a attitude i told her get a bigger butt
Hit it once
She broke down in the middle like i split a dutch
Fuck
Money on my mind we gon elevate
Boss talk
Too much on your plate gotta delegate
Gamble with your life
Roll the dice
We gon let it play
Be a hardrock
You gon end up in a better space
Better taste
Bank on it i got bread to chase
And i keep filling up that bitch
I'm on second base
Third account this my second bank
Cash app bussin tried to shut me down the second day
Gang
Grew up sellin dope
We was sellin dope
Re-up in the coat
We got different goals
Nigga money all i know
Worth my weight in gold
Bussed the wrist down
Got my bitch on a different mode
Money on my mind
Trap phone ringing that mean money on the line
Way Back, high school
Bubbled on the grind
Pumping all the dimes
Even sold a onion at my prom
Dior denim where the weapon tuck
Ruger in the drop, looting from the cops
Still spinning blocks on the regular
Now I leveled up, leveled up
Got my credit up
Duplex, Boy I had to step it up
See I’m a product of the stuy though
Show you how a pie goes
I done seen it all
And I can sell it with my eyes closed
Runtz in the wood
A lil’ Dosi in the Fronto
Even sold mids tryna even out the highs lows
Yo
Get it off the boat
Get it off the boat
We was selling hope metal in the coat
Send another bow sell it 44
Re Up and let another go
Brooklyn
Grew up sellin dope
We was sellin dope
Re-up in the coat
We got different goals
Nigga money all i know
Worth my weight in gold
Bussed the wrist down
Got my bitch on a different mode