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Drip

by Malachi

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Yeah yeah yeah Yeah Yeah look at my drip yeah I got all these fake hoes hitting me up finna turn ‘em down quick Cinnamon shoes don't wanna get no blood on my kicks I don’t play around no more, get that bag then I dip, yeah Man I’ve been booming Yeah look how I drip whoa Look how I whoa, hi Yeah look how I drip whoa Look how I drip, whoa, get the bag then I dip, whoa Look how I nah, whoa Look how I drip whoa Yeah look how I drip whoa Get the bag then I dip Yeah Don’t think I forgot, pull up my… pull up my sock I got you shocked, oh no I got you shook uh Coz whenever I’m paid, they always gon’ hate And gimme that look, nigga relax I’m checking my list, I’ve seen too many they switched uuh huh Don’t drown in my drip, I get my cash then I dip uuh huh Yeah crazy niggas down I see there (whoa) What you mean asking me where I be at (whoa) Send my shooter, aim it at your knee cap (whoa) Crew state pussy nigga lean back Yeah look at my drip yeah I got all these fake hoes hitting me up finna turn ‘em down quick Cinnamon shoes, don't wanna get no blood on my kicks I don’t play around no more, get that bag then I dip, yeah Man I’ve been booming Yeah look how I drip whoa Look how I whoa, hi Yeah look how I drip whoa Look how I drip, whoa, get the bag then I dip, whoa Look how I nah, uhh huh Look how I drip whoa Yeah look how I drip whoa Get the bag then I dip I’ve been trynna get that bag man no discussions Relax, all I’m trynna do is run it like it’s nothing We back, and we ain’t going away no more young niggas tryna make that profit And it seems like yall ain’t got brains no more coz you keep talking nonsense That’s obvious Don’t you see I’m tryna fill up my pockets Jump up look at me sky rocket Heavy metal on the beat I rock it I dare a young nigga try and stop it Hold on to the ball never drop it I didn’t really have no options I’m holding the whole game hostage yeah Hot sauce with the drip nigga Yeah lemme introduce you to a real nigga That’s me Elizee at the age of fifteen Told myself that I was gonna be field nigga And nigga you can hate if you want that’s okay But we never really care ‘bout how you feel nigga Your opinion won’t make mills nigga It’s no wonder why I never really feel niggas Yeah look at my drip, yeah I got all these fake hoes hitting me up, finna turn ''em down quick Cinnamon shoes don't wanna get no blood on my kicks I don’t play around no more, get that bag then I dip, yeah Man I’ve been booming Yeah look how I drip whoa Look how I whoa, hi Yeah look how I drip whoa Yeah look how I drip, whoa, get the bag then I dip, whoa Look how I nah, whoa Look how I drip whoa Yeah look how I drip whoa Get the bag then I dip

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