Drippyk3x - Bad Examples

Been movin’ fast
Ain’t lookin’ bacc
Just bout my cash
Card hit the max
Runnin’ up the raccs
Just watch it stacc
Sippin lean wit percocets
These spliffs ain’t helpin’ no more
Hotel room it’s full of drugs
Wit 4’s we fuccin’ model whores
I’ve been feelin’ bored
Just tryna have some fun
For once I feel alive
At the range to dump this drum
World been lookin’ dangerous
Family turnt to strangers
3TIMEZ never been afraid mind stay armed and dangerous
On a thousand all the time a niggah ain’t shit
Don’t dump ya whole wallet and pop out wit fake drip
You can’t trust a bitch cause all she finna do is lie
Niggahs turnt to bitches shit get rough and they on’t ride
That shit slime
Always puttin’ effort in
Don’t feel like wastin’ time
Can’t forget about my niggahs that stay on my side
Together we gon get it takin’ one step at a time
Yeah I can feel it
Yeah my time is comin’
Keep on dumpin’ on the mic
Shit bangs like Andre Drummond
Drippy a demon
Why she keep on Callin’
When I slipped it out
I tilt my head she kept on cumin’
Cumin’
Cumin’
Cumin’
Cumin’
Pussy soakin’ wet uh huh she bustin’
Bustin’
Bustin’
Bustin’
Wrap up when I nut oh man she gushin’
Gushin’
Gushin’
Gushin’
Talkin’ while we fucc you know she love it
Love it
Love it
Love it
Niggah keep on callin’ but she dub it
Dub it
Dub it
Dub It
Take a little break
Keep on fuccin’
Fuccin’
Fuccin’
Fuccin’
Breakin’ up her bacc
She keep runnin’
Runnin’
Runnin’
Runnin’
Fuck her then get me a checc
Flyin’ in coach now I hop out a j et
Rollin’ up p’s put a 1/8 in the spliffy
FL to NY I’m there in a Jiffy
Been movin’ fast
Ain’t lookin’ back
Just bout my cash
Card hit the max
Runnin’ up the raccs
Just watch it stacc
Raised wit em killer and trappers and scammers
Examples they wasn’t the best
Taught if you wanna go out and pop than it cannot be lower than neck
Gettin’ up check can’t deal wit bullshit
Check up for my head I keep a full clip
Drippy for President yeah that’s right
3TIMEZ was heaven sent yeah that’s right
How could ease up if I keep
winnin winnin’
Winnin’ winnin’
Worried bout my bread stay out my
Business business
Business business
Album otw it’s almost
Finished finished
Finished finished
I feel like the end is gettin’ closer
Don’t think I can end shit off without receivin’ closure
Hard for me to go through this and even keep composure
Too many ain’t keep it real and folded like a folder
Respectfully succ my dicc I’m on some other shit
Respectfully I might just bring my bitch to fucc another bitch
Respectfully ya bitch she keep on textin’ me
She on my phone all sexually
Just get this bitch from next to me
She stressin’ me respectfully
Didn't think a bitch could stress a g this hard
Turnt this song into a masterpiece it wasn’t hard
Fucc around and blow the royalties all on a car
Aimin’ for the moon but always keep on reachin’ for the stars
Killed this shit enough I’m thinkin’ now it’s time to hold my bars

Written by:
Sakai Daniels

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