Dope House by Jay Brizz Lyrics

She said I look right. Cause my shoes nice. I’m smoking lime. To get my mood right. I can cook right. If the food nice. Heavy work. But you know I move light. Gotta watch for the police. If you get bagged. You don’t know me. I’m a young nigga. But an OG. Dishing that rock you can call me Kobe. And if you ain’t squad you better not approach me. So just quit. With all the flexin. On my hip there’s a weapon. Ima sit for a second just to burn up. And if you ain’t gone then I gotta turn up. It’s jay Brizz little bitch. Better learn sumn. Cross the line. Then I gotta hurt sumn. You don’t really wanna ride in a hurst son. Stop with the bluffing you a way better person. Stay in school shawty. Streets ain’t for you. Don’t be a fool shawty. You can’t fake the truth. I let the haters hate. And stick to the plans. My mans. You not a opp you a fan. Jay Brizz that nigga I’m that due. When I die I hope they build me a statue. If you got the racks I’ma get at you. Cause everything around me cash rules. I’m bout to head north. Somewhere upstate. Smoking gas. Screaming out fuck jakes. These niggas food. No lunch break. They never shoot. They pump fake. See me I got a different flow. My shit cocaine, baking soda, kitchen stove. Got me thinking is there something that I’m missing tho. Niggas snitching so I gotta keep my distance tho. She sucking dick hell no we not switching hoe. You gone stay on ya knees till I rip ya throat. And I stay with some G’s who be giving smoke. I will never switch. No I will never fold. I don’t smoke reg. No I don’t smoke dro. Never let ya mans starve if you got O’s. And never leave ya mans dead for a broke hoe. And never talk to the feds just to go home. I done peeped a lot fu shit for so long. Got me thinking I’m better off on my own. I don’t even save numbers up in my phone. Jay Brizz. It don’t say bitch in my bones. If you a bitch don’t even come to my shows. Cause I don’t like bitch niggas in my zone. With bitch niggas. I don’t act cool. Yea I’m light but I fight like a black due. Jay Brizz that nigga I’m that due. When I die I hope they build me a statue. If you got them racks ima get at you. Cause everything around me cash rules