Drippyk3x - Slide (feat. Aibandz)

I wanna count hunnits up every week
Make it slide, this is all on me
I'm making moves and I can’t even eat
Cop a bag and then count up the leaves
Want a new whip with only 2 seats
Need double b’s all on my feet
Take your bullshit out to the street
Drop it high and jump for the low
Hold on hold on
Big bong, big bongs
Old whip, that’s Honda
Magic , call Wanda
Count up, I wanna
Smoke that, that ganja
Roll up, that fonto
Sip that, blue Fanta
Momma always told me I'll be the man
I'll be the man, I'll be the man
All these bitches 'tend to know me they just wants these bands
They just wants these bands
They just wants these bands
Couple niggas turnt phony used to be my mans
Used to be my mans
Used to be my mans
But I just gotta keep on goin’ a nigga gotta win
We Just fuckin’ baby girl
No Ion do no lovin’
I be trappin’ in my Robbins
Catch me lackin’ bitch you buggin’
Ima have them hallows sprayin’
They gon have these niggas runnin’
They said Drippy wasn’t built like that
So I just got to dumpin’
Ima call my nigga Kobe tell em spray it up
Hoe I’m wit them killers I advise you not to play wit us
Smokin’ all these niggas you would think we on that angel dust
The gang be TTB yeah nigga means we train to bust
I know a couple Arabs them boys strapped up wit them heaters
Couple Haitians slugged up my niggas keep em beamers
All my niggas they gon ride
They gon shoot if Drippy need it
And the last one broke my heart
So now she gotta get deleted
Fuck
Got this lil mama yeah white as hell
Nigga I be drippin’ sauce lil mama said she like my YSL
In her guts I made her yell
Brought her to class that’s show n' tell
Yeah I know that Ima make it
My momma said that I’d prevail
Drippy in the booth and yeah we gettin’ it on
I put my heart into these songs cause I be feelin' alone
I thought the money would make me happy
But I guess I was wrong
But nigga that ain’t gonna stop me from achievin’ my goals yeah
From achievin' my goals
Nigga that ain’t gonna stop me from achievin’ my goals yeah
From achievin’ my goals
Nigga that ain’t gonna stop me from achievin’ my goals
My momma always told me I would be the man
All these bitches 'tend to know me they just wants these bands
A couple niggas turnt phony used to be my mans
But I just gotta keep on goin’ a niggah gotta win
Young nigga gotta win
But I just gotta keep on goin’ nigga gotta win
Young nigga gotta win
But I just gotta keep on goin’ nigga gotta
You know it's Drippy in the booth and yeah we gettin' it on
You know it's Drippy in the booth and yeah we gettin' it on
Wait woah
I wit the gang
Yeah we stay strapped so don’t stare at my chain
And if I think you gon run up
I’m pullin’ the strap
Let it pop n` I’m spillin’ ya brain
Man I thought you was my day one
But you switched up
All that pillow talkin’ man homie
You done bitched up
Put ya hands up lil nigga it’s a stick up
Louis on my waistline boy you know it keep the blicc up
Keep the blicc up
Know it keep the blicc up
Keep the blicc up
You know it keep the blicc up
I wanna count hunnits up every week
Make it slide, this is all on me
I making moves and I can’t even eat
Cop a bag and then count up the leaves
Want a new whip wit only 2 seats
Need double b’s all on my feet
Take your bullshit out to the street
Drop it high and jump for the low

Written by:
Drippyk3x, Ai Bandz, Drippy K

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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