rio da yung og – dry whippin’ lyrics
[intro]
(okay, kmoney)
[chorus]
still f+ckin’ with the dog, but that’s a price difference
i gotta sell it raw, i cannot mix it
if you hit it, it might turn on you, this sh+t bite n+ggas
we all gon’ die, but if i use too much, they gon’ die quicker
my n+gga got caught with a zip and got a life sentence
somebody talkin’ ’bout me, my eye keep twitchin’
slangin’ fetty wap without a scale, i think my eyes trippin’
this a zip of soft, i’m ’bout to dry whip it
[verse 1]
too much dog sh+t in my safe, i gotta clear it out
call ky, it’s a hundred pints of green around
you probably steal when you buy a deuce, sit your cheap ass down
when i ain’t got no hi+tech, i be dreamin’ ’bout it
n+gga talkin’ out his neck, tie a string around it
ghost bought a pair of— with a visa card
we used to shop at the valley, we go to neimans now
i used to want a scat pack, i want a demon now
pour a six in one pop, it look like beecher water
phone dead, but i don’t need your plug, n+gga, keep your charger
you probably don’t get it
my n+gga snitched before he died, so i don’t miss him
i do not do beef, i only like chicken
can’t compete with rappers, this the life i’m livin’
i got scoliosis, i cannot fight n+ggas
i got diagnosed for a common cold, now i’m sprite mixin’
[chorus]
still f+ckin’ with the dog, but that’s a price difference
i gotta sell it raw, i cannot mix it
if you hit it, it might turn on you, this sh+t bite n+ggas
we all gon’ die, but if i use too much, they gon’ die quicker
my n+gga got caught with a zip and got a life sentence
somebody talkin’ ’bout me, my eye keep twitchin’
slangin’ fetty wap without a scale, i think my eyes trippin’
this a zip of soft, i’m ’bout to dry whip it
[verse 2]
probably make a thousand, then jump on a high horse
i’ma make an m in cash if i don’t die first
ghost said his car trippin’, he gotta slide with force
tell the truth to all my hoes, but i lie in court
i’m stingy, my n+gga got a six, i’m tryna buy a four
gave my fiend all soap, this n+gga tried to snort it
i’m honest, last time he spent it, n+gga tried to short me
sell your ass some hit work just for tryna work me
i met a plug in jail, this n+gga tried to front me
but why would i sell work when n+ggas buyin’ verses?
why would i go to church? the pastor lie the worstest
pockets fat as h+ll, these n+ggas buyin’ purses
tell me this, when you write a statement, do you write in cursive?
you heard the n+gga rattin’, you still tried to serve him
i really miss the act’, i’m still out here searchin’
i only hit the sh+t once, i wasn’t tryin’ to hurt him
[chorus]
still f+ckin’ with the dog, but that’s a price difference
i gotta sell it raw, i cannot mix it
if you hit it, it might turn on you, this sh+t bite n+ggas
we all gon’ die, but if i use too much, they gon’ die quicker
my n+gga got caught with a zip and got a life sentence
somebody talkin’ ’bout me, my eye keep twitchin’
slangin’ fetty wap without a scale, i think my eyes trippin’
this a zip of soft, i’m ’bout to dry whip it
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