Whoa, what’s going on
It feels like something will go boom and explode
I can’t believe it, it’s always like this
Completely into it, three dope boys yelling

$$o dope $$o dope $$o dope $$o dope
$$o dope dope dope dope dope dope dope
I’m $$o dope I don’t need ya no dope pull up

I have a lot of enemies, I have a lot of enemies, have lots of enemies, it’s like a cartoon
But I’m the main character and you’re the pathetic villian, so many people go against me
That crooked mouth is a harelip, I’ll feed water to that mouth like a hippo
I know, I admit, I wasn’t hiphop, have some more water, I’m affectionate like that

Boy from ATL hot & dirty yeah
They’re selling old pastries at the bakery
Aggressive attitude toward me? That’s no no
All you who became famous cuz of me, tithe me
Oh Lord

Comeback rap g.o.d. Yahweh
I’m not poor anymore
I’m not a spectator anymore
Bitch, when you blow me, suck up even the pee in my bladder

Ordered cold noodle soup for dessert again
I’ll put some vinegar and mustard sauce in your eyes
And I’ll make money, let’s grill it and eat it up, the three of us
All that’s left is death by pleasure, this is $$o dope

Whoa, what’s going on
It feels like something will go boom and explode
I can’t believe it, it’s always like this
Completely into it, three dope boys yelling

$$o dope $$o dope $$o dope $$o dope
$$o dope dope dope dope dope dope dope
I’m $$o dope I don’t need ya no dope pull up

San E, C Jamm, and Sup’s dad have come together again, we are $$o dope
$$o dope, you all can’t understand, pupils dilated too much
Slow mo, my vision spans wider than go pro, can see right through you
You don’t know shit about the pain in my life, all around me crappy lives

Traitors and gold diggaz
Snitch ass muh fucka, now it’s my turn, make a wish
Make a wish, rub your hands, all you who laughed at me when I fell, let’s see how you turn out today

I won’t pretend to be nice muh fucka, everyone put your hands up
A little bit of G shit, I’ll smear my shit instead of my spit on your grave
187 and 211, I’m in trouble again yeah I’m back
If it wasn’t for San E, I would’ve fell, whenever you need me, holla back

From day 1 til the fake ones
Till everyone is destroyed, I’ll keep on going, napalm
Keep pouring it out, like I’m in Vietnam rat tat tat tat
Take some!

Whoa, what’s going on
It feels like something will go boom and explode
I can’t believe it, it’s always like this
Completely into it, three dope boys yelling

$$o dope $$o dope $$o dope $$o dope
$$o dope dope dope dope dope dope dope
I’m $$o dope I don’t need ya no dope pull up

$$o dope, my life is an adventure, Tom Sawyer
Haters will wanna throw up when they hear my voice
But my fans will feel charisma
I’ll become great, I pinky promise you
I promise on money, my phone filled with rapper’s phone numbers
No just shut up, just take it away boy

You know the shit double M, it’s mindless
San E hyung calls me double M
“I wanna do hiphop” then what do I do?
Warrup man, I’ll contribute too
Understand? I don’t know cuz I haven’t heard hyung’s album
But when listening to this song, shut up

Holy holy, it’s crazy
Those people recite bad things about me
Double M double M, the rest say, fuck that boy
You can try to act like you’re a monster but you’re just a pokemon that hasn’t evolved
All you judging people, turn on your calculators
I’ll tell you the probability of me failing, it’s 0
There’s no point, cuz you all listen to my rap to hate on me but that gives me money, won