Sweet Spot 2
(Ayo Ran, Turn that up!)
I came back, I came back now I'm better
Counting 8 racks, counting 8 racks of cheddar
Balmain sweater, all my leather
Ball like Webber, bad bitch named heather
Girl can you hit that sweet spot?
Broke ass nigga wearing rebocks and I'm throwin E-Wok
Ridin in that 2 seater
I'm dripped out in Fila
I'm dripped out in Fila
We do not rock Adidas
It's been a long time since I seen all my dogs
'Cause they locked or they stuck in the graveyard
These niggas talkin on IG live I hope they ain't thinkin that they hard
Every time I listen to my OG he be preachin like "Drippy just play it smart"
Them boys know me as Yung Drippy Dri I go my one name like Neymar
If you want smoke with the gang, just send me addy
VVS diamond my chain, brodie hop out that caddy
Hold, shorty was not my main but I guarantee she had the fatty
Swear to God it's been three four five six years since I really could say I was happy
(I know you wanna live life like this)
(Baby just gimme a kiss)
(Brodie gon po up that tris and then Brodie gon pass the assist)
(Look at my diamonds they hit)
(I don't want no other bitch)
(I'm livin my life so lit)
(Why would you miss?)
I came back, I came back now I'm better
Counting 8 racks, counting 8 racks of cheddar
Balmain sweater, all my leather
Ball like Webber, bad bitch named heather
Girl can you hit that sweet spot?
Broke ass nigga wearing rebocks and I'm throwin E-Wok
Ridin in that 2 seater
I'm dripped out in Fila
I'm dripped out in Fila
We do not rock Adidas
I asked if she fell in love and that shorty said "yes yess"
They call me Yung Dripph Dri 'cause they know I'm the best the best
I do not get no sleep ion take no rest, rest
Why you keep playing wit me baby let's have sex, sex
Run up a check, me and my niggas up next
Don't get upset, you finna be the best
I do not sweat
I am a vet
Bad lil betch
Show me your chest
I came back, I came back now I'm better
Counting 8 racks, counting 8 racks of cheddar
Balmain sweater, all my leather
Ball like Webber, bad bitch named heather
Girl can you hit that sweet spot?
Broke ass nigga wearing rebocks and I'm throwin E-Wok
Ridin in that 2 seater
I'm dripped out in Fila
I'm dripped out in Fila
We do not rock Adidas
I came back, I came back now I'm better
Counting 8 racks, counting 8 racks of cheddar
Balmain sweater, all my leather
Ball like Webber, bad bitch named heather
Girl can you hit that sweet spot?
Broke ass nigga wearing rebocks and I'm throwin E-Wok
Ridin in that 2 seater
I'm dripped out in Fila
I'm dripped out in Fila
We do not rock Adidas
It's been a long time since I seen all my dogs
'Cause they locked or they stuck in the graveyard
These niggas talkin on IG live I hope they ain't thinkin that they hard
Every time I listen to my OG he be preachin like "Drippy just play it smart"
Them boys know me as Yung Drippy Dri I go my one name like Neymar
If you want smoke with the gang, just send me addy
VVS diamond my chain, brodie hop out that caddy
Hold, shorty was not my main but I guarantee she had the fatty
Swear to God it's been three four five six years since I really could say I was happy
(I know you wanna live life like this)
(Baby just gimme a kiss)
(Brodie gon po up that tris and then Brodie gon pass the assist)
(Look at my diamonds they hit)
(I don't want no other bitch)
(I'm livin my life so lit)
(Why would you miss?)
I came back, I came back now I'm better
Counting 8 racks, counting 8 racks of cheddar
Balmain sweater, all my leather
Ball like Webber, bad bitch named heather
Girl can you hit that sweet spot?
Broke ass nigga wearing rebocks and I'm throwin E-Wok
Ridin in that 2 seater
I'm dripped out in Fila
I'm dripped out in Fila
We do not rock Adidas
I asked if she fell in love and that shorty said "yes yess"
They call me Yung Dripph Dri 'cause they know I'm the best the best
I do not get no sleep ion take no rest, rest
Why you keep playing wit me baby let's have sex, sex
Run up a check, me and my niggas up next
Don't get upset, you finna be the best
I do not sweat
I am a vet
Bad lil betch
Show me your chest
I came back, I came back now I'm better
Counting 8 racks, counting 8 racks of cheddar
Balmain sweater, all my leather
Ball like Webber, bad bitch named heather
Girl can you hit that sweet spot?
Broke ass nigga wearing rebocks and I'm throwin E-Wok
Ridin in that 2 seater
I'm dripped out in Fila
I'm dripped out in Fila
We do not rock Adidas
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Nkwantah
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