studiowyzz - sip lyrics
[intro]
might sip on the maggie, might sip on a+
grip on her waist, no i grip on the+
aye, aye, look
[chorus]
might sip on the maggie, might sip on the rum
grip on her waist, no i grip on the bum
bro gripping too, but he grip on a gun
buck into gang cah them blades get swung
can’t f+ck with these n+ggas, they chat and they run
no i ain’t finished, like no i ain’t done
bro moving weight, he moving a ton
blades get raised, they coming like sons
[verse 1]
and she fell in love, i was having some fun
they talking that sh+t but they chat and they run
gotta move smart, can’t be moving dumb
i’m chasing the bag and i do it for mum
i’m tryna’ up bread, and i’m upping my funds
i’m chasing them figures, i’m tryna’ do sums
them n+ggas, they babies, they suck on they thumb
she know i ain’t two cah she know i’m the one
[chorus]
sip on the maggie, might sip on the rum
grip on her waist, no i grip on the bum
bro gripping too, but he grip on a gun
don’t buck into gang cah them blades get swung
can’t f+ck with these n+ggas, they chat and they run
no i ain’t finished, like no i ain’t done
bro moving weight, he moving a ton
blades get raised, they coming like sons
[verse 2]
maybe, we could just kick back
bill a zoot, maybe sip a few cups
tell me baby what’s up
you no do all the chit+chat
like bro’s on the strip tryna’ flip packs
give him the ting, true say he gon’ flip that
she can’t chat man, she built like a tic+tac (are ya mad)
i want gwop, i’m not inna the chit+chat
pour up my cup watch a young boy sip that
pour up my cup watch a young boy sip that
if you lack then your fist then kick akh
air force creased, i ain’t talking no digdat
roll on my ones, i ain’t inna the mish mash
chasing the bag, yeah i’m chasing big racks
she want d+ck, no way could i hit that
don’t buck into bro, don’t buck into bro cah he stays with the+
[chorus]
sip on the maggie, might sip on the rum
grip on her waist, no i grip on the bum
bro gripping too, but he grip on a gun
don’t buck into gang cah them blades get swung
can’t f+ck with these n+ggas, they chat and they run
no i ain’t finished, like no i ain’t done
bro moving weight, he moving a ton
blades get raised, they coming like sons
[outro]
might sip on the maggie, might sip on the+
grip on her waist, no i grip on the+
bro gripping too, but he grip on a+
don’t buck into gang cah them blades get
but they chat and they run
no i ain’t finished, like no i ain’t done
he moving a ton
and blades get raised, coming like sons
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