Bankroll Freddie – Dope Talk Lyrics (feat. 2 Chainz & Young Scooter)


[Intro: Bankroll Freddie]
(Ayy, Heavy, turn that beat up, though)
Woo
Yeah
Bankroll
(TK, this money right here)
Dope boy

[Chorus: Bankroll Freddie]
Ayy, this that dope talk (Dope talk)
Nigga, this that dope talk (Dope talk)
I was middle manning bricks (Woo, woo), ayy, trying to get that dope off (Yeah)
Ayy, nigga, what that dope cost? (What it cost?)
I can get that dope off (Yeah)
Nigga, this a dope house (Huh?)
I come from a dope house (Huh?)
Smokers cleaning up the spot, they trying to get some dope now (They want that, right)
Daddy hypnotized me when he let me count that choke now (Ayy, count that up)
One foot in the game, one in the trap, I need a rope now (I’m stuck up in the trap)
And I can whip it, let it dry, and bag it, it’s gon’ float now (Right now)

[Verse 1: Bankroll Freddie]
Nigga, ain’t no secret, they know Bankroll, he a dope boy (Dope boy)
I got rich off grams (Woo), but I had a plug up on that coke, boy (For real)
If you get caught, all I say is, “Bruh, don’t drop that soap, boy” (Don’t drop that soap)
And never rat on a nigga, them traits of a ho, boy (p*ssy)
Nigga, why you get up in the streets, ain’t keep it solid? (Damn)
You know what you getting into before you caught that body (Pew, pew, pew)
I’ve been getting money since ’09, ayy, boy, it’s a hobby (For real)
Bricks the color Lindsey Lohan and Miley Cyrus (That white girl)
Trap been going off every since Coronavirus
They say I dress my ass off, I’m talking thousand island (Ranch dressing)
And every other week, I profit good, sixty thousand (Sixty racks)
And I ain’t spent a rap check yet, this shit been piling (Pile it up)

[Chorus: Bankroll Freddie & 2 Chainz]
Ayy, this that dope talk (Dope talk)
Nigga, this that dope talk (Dope talk)
I was middle manning bricks (Woo, woo), ayy, trying to get that dope off (Yeah)
Ayy, nigga, what that dope cost? (What it cost?)
I can get that dope off (Yeah)
Nigga, this a dope house (Huh?)
I come from a dope house (Huh?)
Smokers cleaning up the spot, they trying to get some dope now (They want that, right)
Daddy hypnotized me when he let me count that choke now (Ayy, count that up)
One foot in the game, one in the trap, I need a rope now (I’m stuck up in the trap)
And I can whip it, let it dry, and bag it, it’s gon’ float now (Right now, Tony)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Bag it up and sell it (Sell it)
I’m a two-time felon (Felon)
Don’t get ahead of yourself, you might get beheaded (Brrt)
Your mama want some credit (Credit)
Head ain’t good, then I’ll forget it
And straight up out the slumpers, I proceed to wear some gaiter (Gaiters)
Ooh, wear my chain in layers, you know my roommate was some scales (Scales)

And the dope so good, I know it’s gon’ increase my sales (My sales, woo)
Pounds in my car right now and pounds in the mail (Pounds)
Last night, I had a dream like Dr. King, I found a bale (Bale)
So much money, I need a money counter and I need a chair (Chair)
I’ma be here for a couple hours, life ain’t really fair (Uh-uh)
Sell a little bag in front of Jordan tower, I ain’t really care (I’m trapping)
Fifty-five for the O now, right up on the left (Woo)

[Chorus: Bankroll Freddie & Young Scooter]
Ayy, this that dope talk (Dope talk)
Nigga, this that dope talk (Dope talk)
I was middle manning bricks (Woo, woo), ayy, trying to get that dope off (Yeah)
Ayy, nigga, what that dope cost? (What it cost?)
I can get that dope off (Yeah)
Nigga, this a dope house (Huh?)
I come from a dope house (Huh?)
Smokers cleaning up the spot, they trying to get some dope now (They want that, right)
Daddy hypnotized me when he let me count that choke now (Ayy, count that up)
One foot in the game, one in the trap, I need a rope now (I’m stuck up in the trap)
And I can whip it (Yeah), let it dry, and bag it, it’s gon’ float now (Right now, yeah)

[Verse 3: Young Scooter]
f*ck that show money (Show money)
I got dope money (I got dope money)
Streeter, hustler, nigga, I get fast or slow money (Yeah)
Rap the dope like mummies, distribute ’em to a junkie (Jugg)
Yeah, my money grow on trees, ooh, this gas bunkie (Bunkie)
Everyday a different jugg, I’m always up to something (I’m always up to hustling)
Cameras ’round the whole hood, see ’em before they coming (No cap)
On a Freeband marathon, paper chasin’ money (I’m on a jugg-athon)
Got to wash the cash out, we call it dirty laundry (Count up, count up)
Dripping, salute to Gucci, but me and Freddie talk chicken soup (Talk chicken)
Free Tay, he used to have the J’s rocking Louie shoes (Free Tay)
That drought dope, you gon’ lose it all if you can’t cook (Whip)
I know so much about the streets right now, I could write a book (Street)

[Chorus: Bankroll Freddie]
Ayy, this that dope talk (Dope talk)
Nigga, this that dope talk (Dope talk)
I was middle manning bricks (Woo, woo), ayy, trying to get that dope off (Yeah)
Ayy, nigga, what that dope cost? (What it cost?)
I can get that dope off (Yeah)
Nigga, this a dope house (Huh?)
I come from a dope house (Huh?)
Smokers cleaning up the spot, they trying to get some dope now (They want that, right)
Daddy hypnotized me when he let me count that choke now (Ayy, count that up)
One foot in the game, one in the trap, I need a rope now (I’m stuck up in the trap)
And I can whip it, let it dry, and bag it, it’s gon’ float now (Right now)