Young Dro (feat. Lil Keed)
(Zaytoven)
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Geek my wrist up, geek on my wrist
Drinking clean, can't hold my piss
Brand new mermaid, fish scale my whip
I just left the doctor, read up on my script
I.P.I.P.A.P.P
Drinking Young Dro, show the lean
Jump man, jump man, 23
Yeah, you need to step it up
Bitch, don't step on my feet
Life's a little better got some money now
I just bought a Rollie and I bussed it down
I just keep on stacking, I don't run around
I.P.I.P.A.P
I can't feel my mouth
Flew from LA, stay on the beat
Kiss the sky while watching me
I'm always high, I'm smoking in
Crack the ceil-, I'm drinking three
Popping, popping, popping free
I piss, I piss, do not sleep
Jumpman, jumpman, make place like lean
Three rob molly, can't take no vee
I know some choppas, they gotta be
Bought a new Rolly, I got the green
She can't control me, she wanted me
She wish she above me but I can see
I get more money than I can dream
I get more honeys than you would think
Ice on my neck, it's like a ring
My drink is all purple, my fingers are pink
Geek my wrist up, geek on my wrist
Drinking clean, can't hold my piss
Brand new mermaid, fish scale my whip
I just left the doctor, read up on my script
I.P.I.P.A.P.P
Drinking Young Dro, show the lean
Jump man, jump man, 23
Yeah, you need to step it up
Bitch, don't step on my feet
Life's a little better got some money now
I just bought a Rollie and I bussed it down
I just keep on stacking, I don't run around
I.P.I.P.A.P
I can't feel my mouth
I just did a feature and blew it up all in sex
Yeah, you know Louis Vuitton shoes
You know I invested in chinchillas
God pulled a little switch on my big gun
Yeah, make it shoot quicker
Yeah, you know she got a attitude
'Cause I kicked her out just for her friend
I fly in to New York
When I touch down I'm calling both of them
I ain't had to move a finger
Call the yayo, he 'bout that trigger play
Yeah, hush, yeah, we slidin' through the city, tryna make bags
Bitches tryna surround my bag
I told them to give me some space
I'm a YSL member
Yeah, I'm real not a pretender
I ain't never tucking my chain
I keep that blunt matched to no nigga
Can't rip off with that checkpad where them niggas dead, I'll kill you
I was a trapper since a young nigga
I ain't sit on no couch
Like my mama so amazed at me 'cause I wouldn't have made it out
Copped a watch after watch
Lil' nigga watch your mouth
Out on my car at the car
Fuckin' ho after ho
Rocking show after show
I still sit front row
Geek my wrist up, geek on my wrist
Drinking clean, can't hold my piss
Brand new mermaid, fish scale my whip
I just left the doctor, read up on my script
I.P.I.P.A.P.P
Drinking Young Dro, show the lean
Jump man, jump man, 23
Yeah, you need to step it up
Bitch, don't step on my feet
Life's a little better got some money now
I just bought a Rolly and I bussed it down
I just keep on stacking, I don't run around
I.P.I.P.A.P
I can't feel my mouth
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(Hoo! Ha!)
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(Hoo! Ha!)
(Hoo! Ha!)
(Hoo! Ha!)
(Hoo! Ha!)
(Hoo! Ha!)
(Hoo! Ha!)
Geek my wrist up, geek on my wrist
Drinking clean, can't hold my piss
Brand new mermaid, fish scale my whip
I just left the doctor, read up on my script
I.P.I.P.A.P.P
Drinking Young Dro, show the lean
Jump man, jump man, 23
Yeah, you need to step it up
Bitch, don't step on my feet
Life's a little better got some money now
I just bought a Rollie and I bussed it down
I just keep on stacking, I don't run around
I.P.I.P.A.P
I can't feel my mouth
Flew from LA, stay on the beat
Kiss the sky while watching me
I'm always high, I'm smoking in
Crack the ceil-, I'm drinking three
Popping, popping, popping free
I piss, I piss, do not sleep
Jumpman, jumpman, make place like lean
Three rob molly, can't take no vee
I know some choppas, they gotta be
Bought a new Rolly, I got the green
She can't control me, she wanted me
She wish she above me but I can see
I get more money than I can dream
I get more honeys than you would think
Ice on my neck, it's like a ring
My drink is all purple, my fingers are pink
Geek my wrist up, geek on my wrist
Drinking clean, can't hold my piss
Brand new mermaid, fish scale my whip
I just left the doctor, read up on my script
I.P.I.P.A.P.P
Drinking Young Dro, show the lean
Jump man, jump man, 23
Yeah, you need to step it up
Bitch, don't step on my feet
Life's a little better got some money now
I just bought a Rollie and I bussed it down
I just keep on stacking, I don't run around
I.P.I.P.A.P
I can't feel my mouth
I just did a feature and blew it up all in sex
Yeah, you know Louis Vuitton shoes
You know I invested in chinchillas
God pulled a little switch on my big gun
Yeah, make it shoot quicker
Yeah, you know she got a attitude
'Cause I kicked her out just for her friend
I fly in to New York
When I touch down I'm calling both of them
I ain't had to move a finger
Call the yayo, he 'bout that trigger play
Yeah, hush, yeah, we slidin' through the city, tryna make bags
Bitches tryna surround my bag
I told them to give me some space
I'm a YSL member
Yeah, I'm real not a pretender
I ain't never tucking my chain
I keep that blunt matched to no nigga
Can't rip off with that checkpad where them niggas dead, I'll kill you
I was a trapper since a young nigga
I ain't sit on no couch
Like my mama so amazed at me 'cause I wouldn't have made it out
Copped a watch after watch
Lil' nigga watch your mouth
Out on my car at the car
Fuckin' ho after ho
Rocking show after show
I still sit front row
Geek my wrist up, geek on my wrist
Drinking clean, can't hold my piss
Brand new mermaid, fish scale my whip
I just left the doctor, read up on my script
I.P.I.P.A.P.P
Drinking Young Dro, show the lean
Jump man, jump man, 23
Yeah, you need to step it up
Bitch, don't step on my feet
Life's a little better got some money now
I just bought a Rolly and I bussed it down
I just keep on stacking, I don't run around
I.P.I.P.A.P
I can't feel my mouth
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Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Dotson, Raqhid Render, Clayton Lisy
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