KAYTRANADA – My Dope House lyrics

My dope house, my dope house, yeah, trappin' out my dope house
Eat, sleep in the dope house, quarter key worth of dope now
Chillin' in my dope house, my dope house
Niggas stickin' up the dope house
None this shit in my dope house
Porsche stained when I roll out
I show 'em love but I love my money even more
Disrespect, don't pay me? You gots to go
(?) ship in them loads
Disrespect and play me? You gots to go
Now screw face that's my niggas, Diego that's my nigga
And we kill for him and if a nigga try to kill him and I'mma die with him
Cause Freddie keep a .45 with him
ARs in the back and 9s with me
Leaving bodies on the news
Clean out the shoes bet it wasn't my niggas

Those fufu boys? We air 'em, coroner's gone stretch 'em out
Popo and detectives gone be worryin' bout my whereabouts
Those fufu boys? We air 'em, coroner's gone stretch 'em out
Popo and detectives gone be worryin' bout my whereabouts
Don't fuck with me, stay in your lane
Thug everyday and never change, man
And if I see another day
I wake back up and do the same thing
Don't fuck with me, stay in your lane
Thug everyday and never change, man
And if I see another day
I wake back up and do the same thang

My dope house, my dope house
Straight blow at the dope house
Popo at the dope house, snitch nigga must have told about it
Down for a kidnap, for a kidnap
Real nigga, we done did that
At the crib with your motherfuckin' mama
And your kids, know where everybody did that
Everybody keep quiet
Everybody on the floor
Everybody gone see
Bitch I'm from the east side
Where everybody sell dope and everybody got heat
(?) motherfuckers let the thangs spray up all day
Hundred murders in a week
Boys got cooked in the project hallway
Ain't nobody gone speak
Niggas mommas gonna weap
I put your face on a shirt and get out of town
(?) weed and a worry and I rolled it down
That Ruger hide on my head and got 30 rounds
I keep my hand on a chopper nigga

Those fufu boys? We air 'em, coroner's gone stretch 'em out
Popo and detectives gone be worryin' bout my whereabouts
Those fufu boys? We air 'em, coroner's gone stretch 'em out
Popo and detectives gone be worryin' bout my whereabouts
Don't fuck with me, stay in your lane
Thug everyday and never change, man
And if I see another day
I wake back up and do the same thing
Don't fuck with me, stay in your lane
Thug everyday and never change, man
And if I see another day
I wake back up and do the same thang