I’m So Dope Lyrics – Young Thug

Read the full I’m So Dope lyrics by Young Thug along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Young Thug’s music, you can also explore Pardon My Back and Mami, two other songs by Young Thug.

[Intro]
Let’s go
Turn me up a lil’ bit, brodie
Yeah-yeah, uh-ah
Spyder, wagster
Yeah, King Spyder, the right way
Yeah

[Verse]
Uh, I’m King smoke, n!gga, pass me the dope (Dope)
Every n!gga ’round me go (Let’s go)
Everything about me slow, ah

I’ll pull a knife on a ho (On God)
Two-hundred foot yacht, oh (Ayy)
I’m ’bout to come to your coast (Woo)
B!tch got excited when I bought her the Rolls, yeah
B!tch ran over my toe (Chane’-ne’)
Chane’-ne’ crop on her toes (Chane’-ne’)
She know she gotta stick to the code (Chane’-ne’)
Everything ’bout me dope (Chane’-ne’)
Everything ’bout me dope, yeah
Taurus ’bout to eat McDonald’s
Get french fries for her, yeah
I’m so wavy, tsunami, woah, cowabunga
Cowabunga, pain, bum-dum, sure
Baguetties on the b!tch and now she drunk
That n!gga play, it’s belt to ass, better run
I’m going Floyd Mayweather diamonds on you, punk
I told that b!tch listen to me ’cause I’m the one (One)
She the two (Whew), I iced her crew (Yee)
Her mama too (What’s up, ma?)
They say I’m goated now (Woah, woah)
Just left my P.O, back to sipping, n!gga bloated now
Yeah-yeah, woah
Wake up, Chane’-ne’ approach (Chane’-ne’)
Balenciaga, no Coach (Balenci’)
I’d rather flex on the low (Chane’-ne’)

She’ll never lie to the GOAT (Chane’-ne’)
Everything about me dope (Chane’-ne’)
Everything about me dope, yeah
Everything about me goated (Let’s go)
Two C’s all on her panties (Double up)
A rich n!gga, I can’t explain it (Nah)
A whole lot of M’s I manage (Racks)
I take me a piss in Atlantic (Yeah, woo)
I took me a piss in the Pacific (That’s facts)
The ocean, b!tch, no kizzy (No kizzy)
This bad-ass b!tch wanna kiss it (Mwah)
I told her, “Both hands, now spit in it” (Spit in that)
Everything we do is extended (Extended)
She open my d!ck hole then spit in it (Ayy)
I’m texting lil’ mama, “I’m missing it” (I miss it)
I’m fu*king her deep, my fist in it (Yeah, uh-huh)
She slippery wet, she twisting it (Ayy)
N!gga play, we pull up blitzing s*it (Blitz)
Don’t fu*k with these n!ggas, I don’t trust this s*it (No)
R.I.P. Keed, no kizzy, s*it (No kizzy)
My wristy hit, my kids on fleek, b!tch, everything lit (B!tch, everything lit, woo)
Yeah, feel fabulous, I’m pouring my soda, I’m drinking Tris’ (Pour up, drank)
I’m big dog ’round this b!tch, n!gga, everything intricate (I’m the big dog)
But ice on the b!tch like Beyoncé, everything Tiffany (Beyoncé, Tiff’)
She fu*king me, I’m curling her, I’m lifting it (Beyoncé, Tiff’)
We go together right now, but we mistresses (Hold on, hold on)
Uh, everything ’bout me GOAT, everything ’bout me dope (Hold on, hold on)
Everything ’bout me GOAT, everything ’bout me dope

[Outro]
Baby GOAT in this b!tch