[Intro: Dopebwoy]
Prr, prr, prr

[Chorus: Dopebwoy]
I am lit (Prr)
Glasses from Cartier (Hey)
Glasses from Cartier, gla-glasses from Cartier (Prr)
That's not all (Hey)
Pants from Balmain (Prr)
Pants from Balmain, pa-pants from Balmain (Prr)

[Verse 1: Dopebwoy]
Ey, hundred bottles, that's a lot of fuzz
Mouth full of gold, just like Patricia Paay
It's your wifey, she's naughty with me
You won't make it, so stay at home (Hey)
I'm the flyest at a crowded club (Prr)
Y'all are crammin' in a crowded car (Prr)
Y'all are forever flexing without money
Getting a 'treintje' on a Tuesday
All my boys got stacks
All my bitches got ass
Filming hoes on my Snap
New chain, I am blessed (Prr)
In my pocket, I've got a bomb
Pull up game super strong (Hey)
I'm not talking about public transport
I'm ordering a train for the fun
Hundred bottles (Hundred)
Hundred, hundred bottles
Lots of men, no bottles (Prr)
Y'all are sharing, relay (Hey)
Don't start talking, if you talk then you've gotta spend
In the VIP, I'm with trappers
If you want, you can try
Oh, you're so mad (Prr), you see that I'm on fleek (Prr)
Coming out of the garage (Prr), your pull-up game is weak (Hey)
[Chorus: Dopebwoy]
I am lit (Prr)
Glasses from Cartier (Hey)
Glasses from Cartier, gla-glasses from Cartier (Prr)
That's not all (Hey)
Pants from Balmain (Prr)
Pants from Balmain, pa-pants from Balmain (Prr)

[Verse 2: Chivv, Dopebwoy]
Glasses from Cartier and all my glasses are transparent (Prr)
Pants as expensive as your salary, so sit down (Prr)
Keep your boyfriend in check, he's acting like a faggot (Prr)
I put liters in your bladder and that's why he's pissed off
DJ Khaled, I've got the key (DJ Khaled, I've got the key)
It's my life, my friend (It's my life, my friend)
Money doesn't grow on trees
But all my boys invest in that weed (Yes)
Four times more expensive, I'm that G (G)
You can see me flex in Club Vie (Vie)
I'm running inside the dealership
I can buy it, buy I'll lease (Grauw, grauw)
Entered the game just to practice (Wow, wow)
Now I'm lit, so they're feeling me (Yes)
Better don't ask me any questions
If you have any, you can Google (Google me)
She didn't wanna hear, now she's greating me (Wow)
But she knows I'm a difficult one (Wow)
Twenty-five hundred for my chain
You don't believe me? Go ask my jeweler (Hey)
[Chorus: Dopebwoy]
I am lit (Prr)
Glasses from Cartier (Hey)
Glasses from Cartier, gla-glasses from Cartier (Prr)
That's not all (Hey)
Pants from Balmain (Prr)
Pants from Balmain, pa-pants from Balmain (Prr)

[Verse 3: 3robi, Dopebwoy]
Crazy outfit, thousands (Thousands)
Pranksters, goners (Goners)
We're still lurking for safes (Ey)
Crazy products, lots of 'boezoes' (Boezoes)
3robi, pow (Pow)
Pants and those fucking 'snauw' (Pow)
I am on another level (Pow)
I don't give a fuck about a ho (Pow)
Crazy pants, crazy glasses (Ey, prr)
They're shocked because of my outfit (Prr)
I do naughty stuff with your wifey (Prr)
Pow, pow, pow (Pow)
You can see me laying low in Marrakesh
Going wild for cash, Roley on the wrist (Wrist)
Crazy spikes on my Loubou
For the fucking cash I'll cheat like crazy (Pow)
Still boys from the streets (Motherfuck)
Catch a plane to Casablanca (Motherfuck)
Fully Louis on a motorcycle (Ey)
Being agressive with a ho (Motherfuck)
Crazy pants from Balmain
Crazy pants, we're going all in (Pow, pow)
Don't play motherfucking ballin' (Ey)
3robi motherfucker mayne
[Chorus: Dopebwoy]
I am lit (Prr)
Glasses from Cartier (Hey)
Glasses from Cartier, gla-glasses from Cartier (Prr)
That's not all (Hey)
Pants from Balmain (Prr)
Pants from Balmain, pa-pants from Balmain (Prr)

[Outro: Dopebwoy]
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