Tory Lanez – Like Dope lyrics

Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Smokin' on, smokin' on dope, ah
Lookin' like, feelin' like dope

Who don't wanna play?
I'm drop toppin' these foreigns north of these southern dames
Playin' games, I'ma fuckin' up my brain
J coppin' plus chain, chains swingin'
Singin' songs, bad bitches hittin' bones, switchin' lanes
Niggas, chain thicker than my dang bang
Bang nigga, let that semi hang
Niggas, I be all up in the house, I want everything nigga
Had a hook, first time she even let me hang with 'em, look
Still gettin' paper off the block
Gotta take it off the top, used to scrape it off the block, uh
Young Fargo, you know a nigga flied over the border like ships cargo
Baby, you know, smokin' on the five O
Got them bad bitches rollin' but I'm duckin' all the five O's, uh
And I'm fuckin' 'bout nine hoes
Got these bitches mourning like Alonzo

Ah (smokin' on, smokin' on dope)
Ah (lookin' like, feelin' like dope

(Ah) I feel like I'm on dope when I ain't with you (bounce bounce)
I need to hear my dope when I miss you
I'm stackin' paper like magazine issues
It's always an issue I can't commit, but you know everything I do is official
So you don't press nothin'
I hit the studio, I tell Aminé to press buttons
Niggas know them checks comin'
I make her rock the boat like dame X
She fuckin' me 'cause I'm famous
Killin' every beat until I leave the game stretched
I feel like I'm on dope
She wanna get high (yeah)
If you tryna smoke (smoke)
Then get up in the ride (ride)
'Cause it's lit at every show
There's women on side
But I don't ever go
But she want it tonight
So it's goin' down
I'ma let you know it, now flyest nigga doin' it
And what I say go so she ridin' if I'm coolin'
And if I'm chillin' in my section assumin' you need directions
Finessin', forever on that next like a Jetson

Ah, ah, ah, ah (ah, ah, ah, ah)
Ah, ah, ah, ah (ah, ah, ah, ah)
Smokin' on, smokin' on dope, ah
Lookin' like, feelin' like dope

Uh, I'm high like hello
Stuck like the seat belt
Put me in the hot seat
I'ma make the seat melt
Young entrepreneurial
Countin' money, eatin' cereal
My glass is so full, point of view is so aerial
My peanut butter leather
With that peanut butter sweater
I can't believe it's not butter
It's just a little better
No vendetta, you bitches is so forgettable
Forget 'em and get 'em a boat
K to they burial
Geometry, gold ropes and heavy links (what?)
It's big bricks, small circles, let's not overthink (hey)
Surrounded by these sundresses
Flat screen TVSs, VVSs
And brand new BBSs
Addicted to the Mormon eyes, pretty lips
Capri Suns with the molly, who wanna take a sip?
Unck 'cause you know the drill, you know the scale, gonna make it tip
Soft serve everything, dairy queen, everything dip

Ah, ah, ah, ah (ah, ah, ah, ah)
Ah, ah, ah, ah (ah, ah, ah, ah)
Smokin' on, smokin' on dope, ah
Lookin' like, feelin' like dope, ah

Young nigga feelin' like he on dope (yeah)
Gimme more, gimme more
That's how I'm livin' out, livin' out
Blowin' dope, blowin' dope
Young niggas movin' dope, you know how it go (yeah, let's bounce)
Get at me
And when I say dope I mean the type to sell Kush
Get it right, my nigga, you already know what it is