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Intro:
Yea, I’m outta my body
I’m outta my body (ugh, yea)
Out of my body (yea, yea)
But don’t tell nobody
Smoking exotic (yea, yea)

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Exotic Dope”

  • Produced: SOGIMURA
  • Written: Jason Ewart
  • Release Date: January 29, 2021

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Intro:
Yea, I’m outta my body
I’m outta my body (ugh, yea)
Out of my body (yea, yea)
But don’t tell nobody
Smoking exotic (yea, yea)

Chorus:
Ain’t no way that I can let you go (yea)
Damn you thought I was gon let you (yea)
They watch my style try match my clothes (yea)
That girl not my type she’s just a hoe
I’m not typical or average joe (no)
I’m not slipping like I bar of soap (ugh, whoa)
I’m just itching stop the bitching imma take yo soul
Choppa singing just like Whitney hit the highest notes (yea)

Verse:
Exotic dope, feeling like I’m outer space on a kiddie float (yea, aye)
Call me rocky hoe, cuz I need the money asap and I might just fuck your hoe
Run it up on quarantine and then I split it with my bros
Bitches wanna kiss my dick like my belt buckle got a mistletoe
I’m just stacking chips but these niggas wanna be sourdough
Matte black Benz with the white interior look like a Oreo (aye)
Exotic dope It got crystals and it’s orange like a traffic cone (yea)
Keep it on my hip if you get hit you won’t be comatose
Pop him like a zit don’t throw a fit drop them like dominos
Chorus:
Ain’t no way that I can let you go (yea)
Damn you thought I was gon let you (yea)
They watch my style try match my clothes (yea)
That girl not my type she’s just a hoe
I’m not typical or average joe (no)
I’m not slipping like I bar of soap (whoa)
I’m just itching stop the bitching imma take yo soul
Choppa singing just like Whitney hit the highest notes (yea)

Outro:
Exotic dope (yea)
Exotic dope (yea)
Exotic dope (yea)
Exotic dope