Dripping
(Got it on smash)
(Got it on smash)
They gotta air it out, I cannot stay in the vent
Fuck that lil' bitch, I'm not payin' her rent
I'm 'bout to buss it, just stay in the Bentley
Lil' baby I got you for tint (Ayy)
We 'bout to spray up his Benz
Shooters from out of town, don't offend me
Load up the seven six two's and the semis
We made that powder flip just like it's Denny's
Back to back road to bank
Hit the vacation, and we left his soul in Jamaica
Don't leave your hoe, I'ma take her
I let it go in her makeup, you know that I'm disrespectful
All of the nights that they left me neglected
I'm kickin' hoes to the curb like Bеckham
Talk 'bout my bredrin, now I gotta check 'em
This 'sixty two cutlass, it's stuck likе the Beckham
Reece had the floor, my big boy a cutter
We step out the freeze like some cold motherfuckers
I'm finna fuck on that bitch and just duck her
Just gotta get my nut out before I cut her
DM and smoke her
Tryna fuck the opps sisters and they baby mothers
This shit can get ugly, I turn your bitch to my buddy
I goin' silly as puddy, my wrist live from Canada
'Bout to slide on your bitch like a banister
Buy the grenade, I come out the canister
With these shots, my dawgs hit your man them up
We pull up in them double R, sixty two, baby, Mercedes
We cruel whenever we pull up on niggas
It's black to black, black and I'm sprayin' the MAC
And I fool whenever I pull up on niggas
We one umbrella poppin'
Baby girl, you gotta come up, pull up on a G, skeet
Bunch of flooded diamonds, bunch of cuts around it
I done pull up in a three, three
Stephen curry with the shot
I could turn around and hit that bitch anywhere
Niggas like, "yeah, he dirty with the shot"
That's why I'm respected
And I'm steppin' anywhere, nigga
Lil' tory
Yeah, damn
Twenty k, each fuckin' pocket, swear
Six hunnid five in my shit, yeah
Went eighty blocks on a bitch, yeah
Feelin' like the man, yeah
Yeah, ayy, the cash I just get
We gettin' racks
Made a hunnid racks
We get it, woah
In my pockets, it's at least a hunnid grand
Yeah
Stack it up, flippin' it, double it, triple it
Get right
Stack it up, flippin' it, double it, triple it
Get right
Stack it up, flippin' it, double it, triple it
Get right
Stack it up, flippin' it, double it, triple it
Get right
Yeah, yeah
(Got it on smash)
They gotta air it out, I cannot stay in the vent
Fuck that lil' bitch, I'm not payin' her rent
I'm 'bout to buss it, just stay in the Bentley
Lil' baby I got you for tint (Ayy)
We 'bout to spray up his Benz
Shooters from out of town, don't offend me
Load up the seven six two's and the semis
We made that powder flip just like it's Denny's
Back to back road to bank
Hit the vacation, and we left his soul in Jamaica
Don't leave your hoe, I'ma take her
I let it go in her makeup, you know that I'm disrespectful
All of the nights that they left me neglected
I'm kickin' hoes to the curb like Bеckham
Talk 'bout my bredrin, now I gotta check 'em
This 'sixty two cutlass, it's stuck likе the Beckham
Reece had the floor, my big boy a cutter
We step out the freeze like some cold motherfuckers
I'm finna fuck on that bitch and just duck her
Just gotta get my nut out before I cut her
DM and smoke her
Tryna fuck the opps sisters and they baby mothers
This shit can get ugly, I turn your bitch to my buddy
I goin' silly as puddy, my wrist live from Canada
'Bout to slide on your bitch like a banister
Buy the grenade, I come out the canister
With these shots, my dawgs hit your man them up
We pull up in them double R, sixty two, baby, Mercedes
We cruel whenever we pull up on niggas
It's black to black, black and I'm sprayin' the MAC
And I fool whenever I pull up on niggas
We one umbrella poppin'
Baby girl, you gotta come up, pull up on a G, skeet
Bunch of flooded diamonds, bunch of cuts around it
I done pull up in a three, three
Stephen curry with the shot
I could turn around and hit that bitch anywhere
Niggas like, "yeah, he dirty with the shot"
That's why I'm respected
And I'm steppin' anywhere, nigga
Lil' tory
Yeah, damn
Twenty k, each fuckin' pocket, swear
Six hunnid five in my shit, yeah
Went eighty blocks on a bitch, yeah
Feelin' like the man, yeah
Yeah, ayy, the cash I just get
We gettin' racks
Made a hunnid racks
We get it, woah
In my pockets, it's at least a hunnid grand
Yeah
Stack it up, flippin' it, double it, triple it
Get right
Stack it up, flippin' it, double it, triple it
Get right
Stack it up, flippin' it, double it, triple it
Get right
Stack it up, flippin' it, double it, triple it
Get right
Yeah, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Daystar Peterson, Nima Jahanbin, Paimon Jahanbin, Jackson Lomastro, Samuel Jiminez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Fuck The Pain Away (Lost Tapes 2022)
- Blurred (Twitch Tapes) - Single
- Back to Back (Twitch Tapes) - Single
- Losing Friends (Lost Tapes 2018) - Single
- Honest (Lost Tapes 2019) - Single
- Camera Phone (Lost Tapes 2018) - Single
- Wanna Fxck (Lost Tapes 2022) - Single
- Take it Off (Lost Tapes 2022) - Single
- The Chase (Lost Tapes 2022) - Single
- Just The Way (Lost Tapes 2022) - Single
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