lil dude – on the dribble lyrics
[chorus: lil dude]
ooh, rap n-gg-s, yeah they be actin’
my young n-gg- out here and he be active
i’m on the block with a stick with the action
i got it on me, you know we ain’t lackin’
you know we trappin’, we run through them batches
we ’bout the static, got work in the attic
i hang with them demons and n-gg- they savage
might shoot on the dribble, them shooters they blastin’
ooh, got me a glock, can’t stash it
ooh, got a thirty, not a standard
ooh, rollie got the diamonds dancin’
these n-gg-s, they mad they ain’t havin’
i beat up the block with a p-ssion
rockstar lifestyle but i ain’t manson
i hit the booth then the people start dancin’
come to your block then the people start dancin’
[verse 1: lil dude]
i hit the trap way faster
heart cold like i’m from alaska
forty on me and i named it sebastian
clip on me and that b-tch be a ladder
i’m in the field and i’m actin’
i’m shootin’ at watered down rappers
the chopper came with attachments
we always gon’ catch ’em lackin’
all my n-gg-s they gon’ ride
right down your street and they comin’ with the heat
man down, n-gg- that’s a threepeat
nah that’s a repeat, young n-gg- shootin’, only three feet
young n-gg- sellin’ that fiji
pull up, beep beep, comin’ at you n-gg-s like 3d
smokin’ on nothin’ but og, n-gg-s smokin’ seaweed
that’s why your b-tch come f-ck with me
[chorus: lil dude]
ooh, rap n-gg-s, yeah they be actin’
my young n-gg- out here and he be active
i’m on the block with a stick with the action
i got it on me, you know we ain’t lackin’
you know we trappin’, we run through them batches
we ’bout the static, got work in the attic
i hang with them demons and n-gg- they savage
might shoot on the dribble, them shooters they blastin’
ooh, got me a glock, can’t stash it
ooh, got a thirty, not a standard
ooh, rollie got the diamonds dancin’
these n-gg-s, they mad they ain’t havin’
i beat up the block with a p-ssion
rockstar lifestyle but i ain’t manson
i hit the booth then the people start dancin’
come to your block then the people start dancin’
[verse 2: baby ahk]
ice cold, need a mink
clean the filters in the sink
ice on the pinky ring
i ain’t never ever had a fling
can’t be stingy runnin’ with a team
want eat up, eat tryna get green
totin’ my gun while i’m servin’ the fiends
remix him with dirty, he thought it was clean
any time in la, gotta buy more supreme
these n-gg-s be hatin’ but i’ma do me
my young n-gg-s shoot, aim good, f-ck a beam
i asked the devil to stay out of me
god asked me can i stay out of the streets?
we ain’t worried ’bout beef ’cause we eatin’ the beef
i’m a riverdale n-gg-, i live in the streets
i asked the devil to stay out of me
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