Drip!
Drip Drip Snow
Diamond be icy it's cold
Chop it we cutting that blow
100 a bag and its sold
Drip Drip Snow
Ice on my wrist to be froze
Whipping that flake till it snows
100 a bag and its sold
Growing up in a broken home
My shadow's the only one I call my own
Plus these fedz always block my roads
They don't wanna see a young boy get dough
So we cut that snow
Break that blow
Lotta shit on my mind
So we blow that smoke
Dip n we dash when fedz at the door
Last time I felt peace was a big 44
Girl on the phone asking
When I'm coming home ka she ain't like a bit when I'm out on the roads
Roads too cold gotta do it quick
Runnin this brick gotta pay my bills
But you ain't know a bit
About how it feels
It's too deep
It's too real
Lost 2 of my bros last year now my hearts broken in bits
Should've known the rules
When I stepped in the streets
Life's a bitch plus you know how we live
Livin in fast lane heart filled with pain
Smokin all kinda shit pop pill-ies to get let lit
My own bro turned snitch for a few Ps so that bitch
Made his body disappear middle finger in the air screaming them pigs
We no talk to police
That's how I been brought up since a kid
No matter how much money you make you always stay real to the strip
Loyalty is royalty
Your enemy's my enemy
Never back down from no fight
We Nepali
AYO
Gurkhali
Khalasss
Drip Drip Snow
Diamond be icy it's cold
Chop it we cutting that blow
100 a bag and its sold
Drip Drip Snow
Ice on my wrist to be froze
Whipping that flake till it snows
100 a bag and its sold
Sipping on the Henny
Bitch ain't worth a penny
You know what I'm sayin
Trapline always belling
Cop it chop sell it
Ducking fedz are coming
Always keep it 100
You know I ain't telling
Fedarali guessing is he black or Asian
Got my hood up never lacking with no weapon
What's with all the questions
Always back my breden
Never snitching even when the ops are winning
This the life that I've chosen
Don't wanna spit grime ain't a roadman
Thoughts hazed like the bud that I'm toking
Keep my focus
Smoke till I'm wavy ride with the ocean
With a cold flow, I'm in love with coco
Kilos of blow its certified Pablo
Loco when they be pulling up at your front door
Don't know be the two words for the popo
Young boy I be dressed so fly
Triple white air max creps 95
Copped that bill 119.99
From the link on the gram DMs that I slide
I ain't fucking with a bitch only ride or dies
Play hoes on the side like I roll the dice
Iron Mike in his prime with the rhymes on the grind
With a rhythm of an uzi that shooting you from behind
I got no love for the road
Is it the trap or the home
Trapline keep belling on call
I do not fuck with the road
I got no love for the road
Is it the trap or the home
Trapline keep belling on call
I do not fuck with the road
Drip Drip Snow
Diamond be icy it's cold
Chop it we cutting that blow
100 a bag and its sold
Drip Drip Snow
Ice on my wrist to be froze
Whipping that flake till it snows
100 a bag and its sold
Drip Drip Snow
Diamond be icy it's cold
Chop it we cutting that blow
100 a bag and its sold
Drip Drip Snow
Ice on my wrist to be froze
Whipping that flake till it snows
100 a bag and its sold
Diamond be icy it's cold
Chop it we cutting that blow
100 a bag and its sold
Drip Drip Snow
Ice on my wrist to be froze
Whipping that flake till it snows
100 a bag and its sold
Growing up in a broken home
My shadow's the only one I call my own
Plus these fedz always block my roads
They don't wanna see a young boy get dough
So we cut that snow
Break that blow
Lotta shit on my mind
So we blow that smoke
Dip n we dash when fedz at the door
Last time I felt peace was a big 44
Girl on the phone asking
When I'm coming home ka she ain't like a bit when I'm out on the roads
Roads too cold gotta do it quick
Runnin this brick gotta pay my bills
But you ain't know a bit
About how it feels
It's too deep
It's too real
Lost 2 of my bros last year now my hearts broken in bits
Should've known the rules
When I stepped in the streets
Life's a bitch plus you know how we live
Livin in fast lane heart filled with pain
Smokin all kinda shit pop pill-ies to get let lit
My own bro turned snitch for a few Ps so that bitch
Made his body disappear middle finger in the air screaming them pigs
We no talk to police
That's how I been brought up since a kid
No matter how much money you make you always stay real to the strip
Loyalty is royalty
Your enemy's my enemy
Never back down from no fight
We Nepali
AYO
Gurkhali
Khalasss
Drip Drip Snow
Diamond be icy it's cold
Chop it we cutting that blow
100 a bag and its sold
Drip Drip Snow
Ice on my wrist to be froze
Whipping that flake till it snows
100 a bag and its sold
Sipping on the Henny
Bitch ain't worth a penny
You know what I'm sayin
Trapline always belling
Cop it chop sell it
Ducking fedz are coming
Always keep it 100
You know I ain't telling
Fedarali guessing is he black or Asian
Got my hood up never lacking with no weapon
What's with all the questions
Always back my breden
Never snitching even when the ops are winning
This the life that I've chosen
Don't wanna spit grime ain't a roadman
Thoughts hazed like the bud that I'm toking
Keep my focus
Smoke till I'm wavy ride with the ocean
With a cold flow, I'm in love with coco
Kilos of blow its certified Pablo
Loco when they be pulling up at your front door
Don't know be the two words for the popo
Young boy I be dressed so fly
Triple white air max creps 95
Copped that bill 119.99
From the link on the gram DMs that I slide
I ain't fucking with a bitch only ride or dies
Play hoes on the side like I roll the dice
Iron Mike in his prime with the rhymes on the grind
With a rhythm of an uzi that shooting you from behind
I got no love for the road
Is it the trap or the home
Trapline keep belling on call
I do not fuck with the road
I got no love for the road
Is it the trap or the home
Trapline keep belling on call
I do not fuck with the road
Drip Drip Snow
Diamond be icy it's cold
Chop it we cutting that blow
100 a bag and its sold
Drip Drip Snow
Ice on my wrist to be froze
Whipping that flake till it snows
100 a bag and its sold
Drip Drip Snow
Diamond be icy it's cold
Chop it we cutting that blow
100 a bag and its sold
Drip Drip Snow
Ice on my wrist to be froze
Whipping that flake till it snows
100 a bag and its sold
Credits
Writer(s): Aayog Limbu
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