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lazer dim 700 - dripp lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
f+ck, f+ck, f+ck
where the cup at? can i get my cup please?
can i get my cup? (plugg)
litty, litty, woah (b+tch), woah

[pre+chorus]
drip (woah), drip (drip), drip (woah), drip (woah)
drip (woah), drip (woah), drip (let’s get it)
drip (woah), drip (money), drip (woah), drip

[chorus]
n+gga ass bitin’, n+gga ass bitin’, n+gga ass bitin’, n+gga ass bitin’ on that drip
n+gga got pounds in the trap, you can lift up
i got in that field, i couldn’t wait to hit that f+ckin’ turf
i got out of school, i couldn’t wait to grab my f+ckin’ nerf

[verse]
my lil’ partner crazy, he gon’ k!ll you if you take his perc’
real drug+head, real drugs, get the party lit (drugs, drugs)
if you ask him how many he done took, i bet he took ’bout six (took ’bout six)
i got 22, .40 cal in my ruler clip (in my ‘stendo)
i just turned my cup to some ‘meth, this b+tch dirty as sh+t (this b+tch dirty)
i won’t change my drip, won’t get weird, on that rockstar sh+t (i won’t get weird)
rich lifestyle, different lifestyle, poppin’ sh+t (b+tch, i’ma pop it)
sh+t don’t make no sense, you been in the trap since ’96 (oldhead)
i might roll a ganja blunt, i’m on my rasta sh+t (bob marley sh+t)
now i wear my drip once, i ain’t have no pot to p+ss
.40 cal, this b+tch get wicked, finna roll up sticky (roll up zott’)
in your hood, you ain’t got no stats, i just checked the statistics (you ain’t got rebounds)
when i drip, i don’t think ’bout brands, i just drip ballistic (uh, uh)
i just go ballistic (go ballistic), got these b+tches trippin’ (b+tches trippin’)
shootin’ sh+t up, we ain’t missin’, know we work the bl!cky (work the bl!cky)
n+ggas tryna ask me where i got this sh+t from ’cause i be f+ckin’ drippin’ (i be drippin’)
[pre+chorus]
drip, uh, drip, uh, drip, uh, drip, uh
drip, uh, drip, uh, drip, uh, drip (stunning)
drip, uh, drip (money), drip, uh, drip, uh
drip, uh, drip, uh, drip, uh, drip, uh, drip

[chorus]
n+gga bitin’, n+gga bitin’, n+gga bitin’, n+gga bitin’ on that drip
we got pounds in the trap, you can lift up
i got in that field, i couldn’t wait to tear that f+ckin’ turf
(turf, i couldn’t wait to f+ckin’ tear that, tear that f+ckin’ turf)

[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
f+ck

- lazer dim 700 lyrics

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