Yung OGG - Dior Drip

Put my rod in her mouth shordie calling me a dentist
Play with her emotions nigga I'm a love chemist
Call my Ralph dub I've been known to wreck it
Cartier lens this the first time I flexed it

And it's yung dub bihh I'm the don of the town
And if you haven't heard yet lil nigga ask around
She had hella good posture it's too bad I blew it out
But the tin was hella rude ain't no please just pull it out

Set it up in this bihh Light it up for the set
And it came to no surprise that your girl giving neck
She's a dog I'm a dog we gon need a pair of vets
Imma give her good dick she gon need a paramed

She gon need a paramed she gon need a paramedic
Cooning with my niggas guaranteed it's getting hectic
Shordie ain't religious but she count me as a blessing
Practice what I preach nigga I'm the hood reverend

Just got the bag dior drip
Please watch your step wouldnt wanna slip
Just put the tex on the pistol grips
Bey blade tips cause the yop finna rip

Just got the bag dior drip
Please watch your step wouldnt wanna slip
Just put the tex on the pistol grips
Bey blade tips cause the yop finna rip

Dub put you on nigga that's on beam
I was on the road making p's from the fiends
High school teacher brain elite
Put her on my plate then I eat eat eat

Shordie tappin in she said dub can we link up
said her mans ain't hitting right so she wants it beat up
Told this hoe to slide got a piece I could feed ah
C grade dick after that I delete ah

Written by:
OG G

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