OMB Peezy – Dope Boy (ft. Rylo Rodriguez) (Audio, Lyrics)

OMB Peezy is here with “Dope Boy” featuring Rylo Rodriguez. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song produced by Kuttabeatz & Hitmaka.

Omb Peezy Dope Boy

Four and a half hours southwest of Atlanta sits Mobile, Alabama, a city that’s becoming more and more known for its bubbling Hip-Hop scene. New talent is breaking out of the city at a surprising rate, and as a result, acts like Flo Milli, NoCap, and Yung Bleu are slowly becoming household names.

Two other vanguards of Mobile’s current rap scene are OMB Peezy and Rylo Rodriguez. OMB Peezy first made waves in the music industry with 2016’s “Lay Down,” and since then, his projects Loyalty Over Love, Preacher To The Streets, and In The Meantime have all been met with positive reception from his fan base. Rylo Rodriguez, on the other hand, is closely associated with recently crowned best rapper alive Lil Baby. The 4PF signee dropped off G.I.H.F. last fall, which housed his highly successful single “Walk” with Lil Baby and 42 Dugg.

OMB Peezy – Dope Boy (ft. Rylo Rodriguez) (prod. Kuttabeatz & Hitmaka)

Lyrics

[Intro: OMB Peezy]
Hitmaka
Real forever
Kutta, cut that shit up, man

[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Look, dope boy out the trenches, can’t forget I made my youngin rich (My youngin)
Pink slip on a foreign, can’t believe I really own the bih (I own it)
Make my quota, then we order, legend how I run it up (I run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up
Dope boy out the trenches, can’t forget I made my youngin rich (My youngin)
Pink slip on a foreign, can’t believe I really own the bih (I own it)
Make my quota, then we order, legend how I run it up (Run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up (Make it up)

[Verse 1: Rylo Rodriguez]
She don’t like Dior so I bought ten pairs of Michael J’s (Michael J’s)
Throw away but I ain’t throw it away, I just put it inside the microwave (DJ lift up)
But we don’t do flight delays, (I’m ridin’ with clippers) like we forgot to shave (She’s a stripper)
I seen you at Ace, (If you trip up) just know he gotta pay
How much it cost, your life? I’m sayin’
How much it cost, your ice? A mansion
My team, we ballin’, this flight, a Vantage
Dreamin’ far inside all of my vibes, a fantasy
The dime I’m flingin’, V Live, she dancin’
Got a bitch outta Maryland, new swipe, she scammin’
I bought her a wig to get her outta my hair
Got a Ruger, if I see ’em booted, they rare
I hate hangs
I know some niggas got murked, their mom was scared ’cause they had dead brains
They picture me like digits, and all my cameramen got great angles
If she usually let her spin, she hit that head, she might be bae angel
Said her skinny wants the widebody Charger, fuck a waist trainer

[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Look, dope boy out the trenches, can’t forget I made my youngin rich (My youngin)
Pink slip on a foreign, can’t believe I really own the bih (I own it)
Make my quota, then we order, legend how I run it up (I run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up
Dope boy out the trenches, can’t forget I made my youngin rich (My youngin)
Pink slip on a foreign, can’t believe I really own the bih (I own it)
Make my quota, then we order, legend how I run it up (Run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up (Make it up)

[Verse 2: OMB Peezy]
Look, dope boy (Dope boy)
And I make a nigga lay down, everybody hit the floor, nigga ain’t have no choice (Have no choice)
I was on the block, late night, big cuz on the store, Off-White tag hangin’
Nigga don’t know nothin’, he’ll prolly think I stole (I stole)
Nigga, I’ll steal your life, I’ll end your night, look at me the wrong way when I’m rollin’ (Rrah)
Pull up in the pu’, told her get him, “Make enough room for your problems to fit in”
She might gotta sit on your lap but don’t sit on that strap, better watch where you sit (Where you sit)
I come from projects, they know they can’t stop it, they sit back and watch how we live (How we live)
Where I’m from, if you rich, you gon’ get it (Gon’ get it)
I’ma break her lil’ back if she willin’
Youngin out the bricks, I can’t forget I turned my youngin on
I shoot sumn, I’m gon’ hit, I cannot miss, bitch, who you runnin’ from? (Runnin’)
Promise you can’t come around that gang if you ain’t one of us (One of us)
If you ’round me, you can’t tote that flame if you ain’t done enough (Peezy)

[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Look, dope boy out the trenches, can’t forget I made my youngin rich (My youngin)
Pink slip on a foreign, can’t believe I really own the bih (I own it)
Make my quota, then we order, legend how I run it up (I run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up
Dope boy out the trenches, can’t forget I made my youngin rich (My youngin)
Pink slip on a foreign, can’t believe I really own the bih (I own it)
Make my quota, then we order, legend how I run it up (Run it up)
Trap it, trap it, flip it (Flip it)
Spin it then I make it up (Make it up)