Whole Lotta Dope Shxt Lyrics

See, I've been doing this rap shit for years, why the fuck would I hang up the towel

Been paving the way for these rappers around my way for a while

So now I'm back with the intention to burn this bitch to the ground

Set atop my throne, made of bones of those who apposed my sinister style

That's right, I'm back, at it like Lazarus, I rose from the grave

Here to take another crack at it, ravenous, haven't eaten in days

I'm starving like Marvin so pardon my manners if I offend

But unless you part of my squadron, you a target my friend

This ain't no unity, that's lunacy

Y'all foolish for thinking we could ever be bros before hoes

Nah, bitch, you need to rethink it

Because my stature is that of a man that you can't comprehend

So if you ain't fucking with me or my team it's off with your head (No No)

No witnesses, that's the motto

Fuck your bitcheses, give um' the ganzo pranto

Sick with it, but if she spit, she gonna need a poncho for my gelato Hancho (Woooo)

Yall ain't got a goddamn clue, better check my steeze

Going nowhere fast, strapped for the cash, so you better give me all that cheese

What's up

Whoa, that's a whole lotta dope shit

Not a little, but a whole lotta dope shit

Ooh they want that dope shit

Yeah they want that dope shit

Oh my God, that's a whole lotta dope shit

Yeah, that's a whole lotta dope shit

Not a little, but a whole lotta dope shit

Ooh they want that dope shit

Yeah they want that dope shit

Oh my God, that's a whole lotta dope shit

Y'all thought that I was retired

Well, I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm back and I'm wildly focused

Whole lot of that dope shit, flow so explosive

Insanely ferocious, so y'all better notice

When I hit the stage, I give this shit my everything, every time

Energy is infinitely evergreen

Most ain't on my pedigree, reaching heights they'll never see

And if they want some beef, they can eat a bowl of extremities

I'm just so nasty with it

Quarantine, it don't got me focused

With this gas, I'm spitting

I'm ever lasting listen

Better ask your missus

Had her skin on tense and tingly like she acid tripping

Flatulent when I rip beats

I'm a bully with the raps, you a pip squeak

If you really gotta ask, you can miss me

With the tough talk, I'ma open up a can of whoop-ass, you'll mince meat (Woooo)

Yall ain't got a goddamn clue, better run that back

Going nowhere fast, strapped for the cash, so you know I gotta spit that crack

And they was like

Whoa, that's a whole lotta dope shit

Not a little, but a whole lotta dope shit

Ooh they want that dope shit

Yeah they want that dope shit

Oh my God, that's a whole lotta dope shit

Yeah, that's a whole lotta dope shit

Not a little, but a whole lotta dope shit

Ooh they want that dope shit

Yeah they want that dope shit

Oh my God, that's a whole lotta dope shit

(Haha)Ayy, that shit right there (That shit right there)

Ayy, that shit right there

That's some supercalifragilisticexpialidocious