Young Designer Dripper
Rollin woodies, stoner
If he say it's smoke well we gone turn him to a donor
Riding solo dolo
Started laying back and then I realized I'm a loner
Ima stack, because my momma want a rover
I just tried to heal your pain, it cut me deeper down inside
Sometimes it f*** wit my brain, I go insane and can't decide
Even if I switched the lane, I'm on the road that I was givin
They tell you that I changed, but this the way that I been living
I seen robbers turn to killers
Them killers turned to demons
Ima young designer dripper
600 on my sneakers
I ain't have no drive inside, that's when life start moving reverse
Felt like I was sinking, the water getting deeper and deeper
Don't ask me how I been (how you been)
Unless you see me riding in a Benz
You prolly won't cuz five percent the tint
Pushing Harleys through the wind
Bring some bitches for my friends, yea that's a win
Want presidential ten just like I'm Ben
Baby sayin she can surfboard (surfboard)
But can u work for it
I might go to church for it
Like make it work lord
Just to find out later that them hunnids make her twerk more
Love like elevator left my heart right on the first floor
Crushing you
Trusting you
Make me so uncomfortable
I tell the truth
I'm so lovable
She so lovable
Thinking about you
And the things you do
(Drinking)
Drinking henny straight and I just love my Mary J yea
Shooters shooting thirties yea my favorite letter K yea
I got other options it's so easy to replace yea
But shorty drive me crazy, it's so hard to just erase yea
Chase the bag, not Chase the bank yea
Gucci need a Rafe yea
With all these demons chasing me it's hard to get away yea
She text my phone like weeks ago, she said we need a break yea
I pulled up on her next day, let me nut all on her face yea
I just tried to heal your pain, it cut me deeper down inside
Sometimes it f*** wit my brain, I go insane and can't decide
Even if I switched the lane, I'm on the road that I was giving
They tell you that I changed but this the way that I been living
I have seen robbers turn to killers
Them killers turned to demons
Ima young designer dripper
600 on my sneakers
I ain't have no drive inside, that's when life start moving reverse
Felt like I was sinking, the water getting deeper and deeper
(It's getting deeper and deeper)
(It's getting deeper and deeper)
Found a passion and I grabbed it
Bend the block, but switch the route like audible in madden
Shooter down to do it all got semis all in traffic
She telling me lets go I drive the boat like I'm a captain
He shoulda been a dancer cause these bullets make him tap dance (nah)
He shoulda been a athlete cause these cutters make him run fast
Talking on the net without a strap with your lil dumba**
When she say 4L I know its cap, lets see if love last
Let's see if love last
Wrap it up in zippy bags
And watch the money stack
Get it gone and get it back
We double triple that
Inside of my city, I'm the hardest tell them get at that (get at that)
These niggas just be talkin
But lil gucci yea he really rap
Rollin woodies, stoner
If he say its smoke well we gone turn him to a donor
Riding solo dolo
Started laying back and then I realized I'm a loner
These Benji's ima stack because my momma want a Rover
If he say it's smoke well we gone turn him to a donor
Riding solo dolo
Started laying back and then I realized I'm a loner
Ima stack, because my momma want a rover
I just tried to heal your pain, it cut me deeper down inside
Sometimes it f*** wit my brain, I go insane and can't decide
Even if I switched the lane, I'm on the road that I was givin
They tell you that I changed, but this the way that I been living
I seen robbers turn to killers
Them killers turned to demons
Ima young designer dripper
600 on my sneakers
I ain't have no drive inside, that's when life start moving reverse
Felt like I was sinking, the water getting deeper and deeper
Don't ask me how I been (how you been)
Unless you see me riding in a Benz
You prolly won't cuz five percent the tint
Pushing Harleys through the wind
Bring some bitches for my friends, yea that's a win
Want presidential ten just like I'm Ben
Baby sayin she can surfboard (surfboard)
But can u work for it
I might go to church for it
Like make it work lord
Just to find out later that them hunnids make her twerk more
Love like elevator left my heart right on the first floor
Crushing you
Trusting you
Make me so uncomfortable
I tell the truth
I'm so lovable
She so lovable
Thinking about you
And the things you do
(Drinking)
Drinking henny straight and I just love my Mary J yea
Shooters shooting thirties yea my favorite letter K yea
I got other options it's so easy to replace yea
But shorty drive me crazy, it's so hard to just erase yea
Chase the bag, not Chase the bank yea
Gucci need a Rafe yea
With all these demons chasing me it's hard to get away yea
She text my phone like weeks ago, she said we need a break yea
I pulled up on her next day, let me nut all on her face yea
I just tried to heal your pain, it cut me deeper down inside
Sometimes it f*** wit my brain, I go insane and can't decide
Even if I switched the lane, I'm on the road that I was giving
They tell you that I changed but this the way that I been living
I have seen robbers turn to killers
Them killers turned to demons
Ima young designer dripper
600 on my sneakers
I ain't have no drive inside, that's when life start moving reverse
Felt like I was sinking, the water getting deeper and deeper
(It's getting deeper and deeper)
(It's getting deeper and deeper)
Found a passion and I grabbed it
Bend the block, but switch the route like audible in madden
Shooter down to do it all got semis all in traffic
She telling me lets go I drive the boat like I'm a captain
He shoulda been a dancer cause these bullets make him tap dance (nah)
He shoulda been a athlete cause these cutters make him run fast
Talking on the net without a strap with your lil dumba**
When she say 4L I know its cap, lets see if love last
Let's see if love last
Wrap it up in zippy bags
And watch the money stack
Get it gone and get it back
We double triple that
Inside of my city, I'm the hardest tell them get at that (get at that)
These niggas just be talkin
But lil gucci yea he really rap
Rollin woodies, stoner
If he say its smoke well we gone turn him to a donor
Riding solo dolo
Started laying back and then I realized I'm a loner
These Benji's ima stack because my momma want a Rover
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Writer(s): Gucci Khi
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