Saint Laurent Drip
Yung Drippy
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Like, Yves Saint Laurent on my shirt when I dress We aim for the head, give a f*ck bout a vest Young Drippy Dri, niggas know I'm the best This shit crazy, I just put my brother to rest Dunk on that bitch start beating my chest These niggas be acting like bitches with BBL breasts Young bull watch where you going and don't make a mess Cause all of these niggas be doing that Instagram shit on they iPhone It go my mind blown If I cannot think of a word, I just search it on rhyme zone I just sit with my brothers and watch how the time go Brodie gonna back out that Tahoe You always said you would be there for life, but you lied though If I put you on game with this shit, is you really gon' ride bro I remember those days in the 7th grade I had a dream about G and I'm having gates Bitch, we used to share lemonade OG said the pack touch down in eleven days Brodie just put a opp in a pack so we celebrate I cut my dreads now my head in a telophase Told my bro put that beamer in drive and accelerate It's all about leveling up, just keep going to elevate Like, Yves Saint Laurent on my shirt when I dress We aim for the head, give a f*ck bout a vest Young Drippy Dri, niggas know I'm the best This shit crazy, I just put my brother to rest Dunk on that bitch start beating my chest These niggas be acting like bitches with BBL breasts Young bull watch where you going and don't make a mess Cause all of these niggas be doing that Instagram shit on they iPhone It go my mind blown If I cannot think of a word, I just search it on rhyme zone I just sit with my brothers and watch how the time go Brodie gonna back out that Tahoe You always said you would be there for life, but you lied though If I put you on game with this shit, is you really gon' ride bro Like If I put you on game, would you ride To my bro, put that beamer in drive All of this gang gang shit a disguise And money don't really mean nothing, It's all about who you gon' be with that pressure inside And my mama told me to stop playing games, If you just keep on going, you'll go to the sky But I ain't even really trying to go to the sky right now I'm really trying to get high right now Young bull, hit the blunt, you ain't gon' die, pipe down Got two light skin bitches inside my house One day we gonna all make it out I'm fucking this bitch in her gown What the f*ck nigga, what is that sound They saying Yung Drippy Dri is the king of the town Like, Yves Saint Laurent on my shirt when I dress We aim for the head, give a f*ck bout a vest Young Drippy Dri, niggas know I'm the best This shit crazy, I just put my brother to rest Dunk on that bitch start beating my chest These niggas be acting like bitches with BBL breasts Young bull watch where you going and don't make a mess Cause all of these niggas be doing that Instagram shit on they iPhone It go my mind blown If I cannot think of a word, I just search it on rhyme zone I just sit with my brothers and watch how the time go Brodie gonna back out that Tahoe You always said you would be there for life, but you lied though If I put you on game with this shit, is you really gon' ride bro
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