Scottie Drippin'
I pop a perc then I sip
Niggas is watching they all on my dick
Look at curves when on her hip
Bitches is slobbin' she all in my pics
Remember we didn't have shit
Remaining humble like we played on that bench
Now look at these haters they pissed
Seeing them score all day in the swish
Ballin' like mvp a lot of these nigga's wanna envy me
Sippin' on the mgp or on the tec wit the tec wit a nice red beam
N I know my fit is clean diamonds is hitting just like Jet Lee
No new niggas just brothers I'm fucking wit you if you fucking with me
My niggas they stay in the field hitting them spots enjoying the thrill
We don't need no extras
Straight money flexers
Ya niggas know what's the deal
You talking 'bout drink
You don't got to think
You might catch me poppin' a seal
My nigga's bugging they don't give no fucks
Young niggas wildin ' we fucking shit up
Got the gang wit me we 30 clipped up
Humble but crazy I keep my grip tucked
I told them I made they thought it was luck
Bitches get naked and be thirsty to fuck
I just be weaving I'm so quick to duck
Ain't nothing personal I just want the box
Ain't nothing personal I just want the box
Ballin' like mvp a lot of these nigga's wanna envy me
Sippin' on the mgp or on the tec wit the tec wit a nice red beam
N I know my fit is clean diamonds is hitting just like Jet Lee
No new niggas just brothers I'm fucking wit you if you fucking wit me
My niggas they stay in the field hittin them spots enjoying the thrill
Niggas is watching they all on my dick
Look at curves when on her hip
Bitches is slobbin' she all in my pics
Remember we didn't have shit
Remaining humble like we played on that bench
Now look at these haters they pissed
Seeing them score all day in the swish
Ballin' like mvp a lot of these nigga's wanna envy me
Sippin' on the mgp or on the tec wit the tec wit a nice red beam
N I know my fit is clean diamonds is hitting just like Jet Lee
No new niggas just brothers I'm fucking wit you if you fucking with me
My niggas they stay in the field hitting them spots enjoying the thrill
We don't need no extras
Straight money flexers
Ya niggas know what's the deal
You talking 'bout drink
You don't got to think
You might catch me poppin' a seal
My nigga's bugging they don't give no fucks
Young niggas wildin ' we fucking shit up
Got the gang wit me we 30 clipped up
Humble but crazy I keep my grip tucked
I told them I made they thought it was luck
Bitches get naked and be thirsty to fuck
I just be weaving I'm so quick to duck
Ain't nothing personal I just want the box
Ain't nothing personal I just want the box
Ballin' like mvp a lot of these nigga's wanna envy me
Sippin' on the mgp or on the tec wit the tec wit a nice red beam
N I know my fit is clean diamonds is hitting just like Jet Lee
No new niggas just brothers I'm fucking wit you if you fucking wit me
My niggas they stay in the field hittin them spots enjoying the thrill
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Writer(s): Jeremiah Bass
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