DRIPUP
Smoke a wood with yo boo
New bitch beautiful
Yo drip pitiful
See Wavy And they eyes glued
Might be downtown but im never in a local spot
Drop that hoe like she was hot
Bitch i dont fuck with no xans
Weed keep me on the moon & yo Bitch in trans
More money & less friends
Show up with different textures im too extra i dont follow trends
I ball they dont contend
Bull shit i dont attend either
Had to take a breather from these hoes they all eaters
She smiling hard she a geeker
I got Velour jeans Wit some retro sneakers
Im way too clean
Slide down the window they get wet up
He cant get up he gone need a pickup
Got my drip Up bitch this a stick up
Run that shit fore' i blow yo shit
Matter fact run yo whip exchange it for sum bandz
She Use no hands when she top me off
Mutombo with these hoes i just block em off
Bandana in my pants just to top it off
She a geeker Im no sleeper
Pull Up im with all the tweakers
Make me nervous up a blicker Quicker than a nigga Think
Quicker than a nigga Blink
You know we too nonchalant
might go cop Some saint laurent
Just because i got the gwop
put some gold In my fronts
Leave yo body in a dump
I cant Front He getting stomped if he run up like he dumb
I aint no trick off Bitch i am a big boss
Come take yo loss flex i aint even know the cost
Money rolls
Cars & clothes T.I
Circle tight cornrolls A.I
Fit official boo hoo man i been drippin
Fuck a stripper im not tipping
Whats the difference im the type that'll listen
Acting different im the type to go missing
Aint no kissing bitch im on a mission
She fake boujie acting stingy with the coochie
Make a movie yeah hoe lets make a movie
Strapped up like Girbuad yeah we got toolys
Come take yo loss Flex i dont even know the cost
Big bank big cash
I got Old hoes yeah they big mad
New bitch thick ass
I am Not the same nigga
I take off fast
I blow good gas
I will not pass
If yo ass not gang nigga
Slide down the window they get wet up
He cant get up he gone need a pickup
Got my drip Up bitch this a stick up
Run that shit fore' i blow yo shit
Matter fact run yo whip exchange it for some bandz
She Use no hands when she top me off
Mutombo with the hoes i just block em off
Bandana in my pants just to top it off
New bitch beautiful
Yo drip pitiful
See Wavy And they eyes glued
Might be downtown but im never in a local spot
Drop that hoe like she was hot
Bitch i dont fuck with no xans
Weed keep me on the moon & yo Bitch in trans
More money & less friends
Show up with different textures im too extra i dont follow trends
I ball they dont contend
Bull shit i dont attend either
Had to take a breather from these hoes they all eaters
She smiling hard she a geeker
I got Velour jeans Wit some retro sneakers
Im way too clean
Slide down the window they get wet up
He cant get up he gone need a pickup
Got my drip Up bitch this a stick up
Run that shit fore' i blow yo shit
Matter fact run yo whip exchange it for sum bandz
She Use no hands when she top me off
Mutombo with these hoes i just block em off
Bandana in my pants just to top it off
She a geeker Im no sleeper
Pull Up im with all the tweakers
Make me nervous up a blicker Quicker than a nigga Think
Quicker than a nigga Blink
You know we too nonchalant
might go cop Some saint laurent
Just because i got the gwop
put some gold In my fronts
Leave yo body in a dump
I cant Front He getting stomped if he run up like he dumb
I aint no trick off Bitch i am a big boss
Come take yo loss flex i aint even know the cost
Money rolls
Cars & clothes T.I
Circle tight cornrolls A.I
Fit official boo hoo man i been drippin
Fuck a stripper im not tipping
Whats the difference im the type that'll listen
Acting different im the type to go missing
Aint no kissing bitch im on a mission
She fake boujie acting stingy with the coochie
Make a movie yeah hoe lets make a movie
Strapped up like Girbuad yeah we got toolys
Come take yo loss Flex i dont even know the cost
Big bank big cash
I got Old hoes yeah they big mad
New bitch thick ass
I am Not the same nigga
I take off fast
I blow good gas
I will not pass
If yo ass not gang nigga
Slide down the window they get wet up
He cant get up he gone need a pickup
Got my drip Up bitch this a stick up
Run that shit fore' i blow yo shit
Matter fact run yo whip exchange it for some bandz
She Use no hands when she top me off
Mutombo with the hoes i just block em off
Bandana in my pants just to top it off
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Writer(s): Alonte Glover
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