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young greatness - lingo dripping lyrics

[intro]
[?] cologne $1200, you know
should taste that sh-t all on my nose n-gga
fresh as a motherf-cker
you feel me?

[chorus]
all this lingo drippin’ on me
all this lingo drippin’ on me
all this lingo drippin’ on me
all this lingo drippin’ on me
whip that foreign like it’s stolen
all this gold like a trophy
i remember nights momma told me
i was gon’ ball just as long as i hustle so hard

[verse 1]
i just paint all the b-tches like mona lisa
chain drippin’, lookin’ like i’m f-cking with the freezer
i wanna bird for the feature
i’m at your head like a reaper
headshot like a blood clot
you better call that off, we at the dope spot, whew
b-tch i never had sh-t, i’m from the hard block
give a n-gga brick or somethin’, i cook the whole block
in the new foreign coupe, that was the whole life
ain’t no talkin’ bread b-tch, then what you talkin’ bout?
i came to ball, didn’t wanna hurt n0body
i dropped the bread now q gon’ catch the body
i wanna drop my sh-t and roll the window down, oh
i’m feelin’ like a stunna for the summer
i have some days trap house jumpin’
this sh-t be ’round my neck look like it water
lil n-gga only stuntin’ for his daughter
i want the game, i might just k!ll you
i put the flame all on the streets
all this pain all on me
all this lingo drippin’ on me
and it’s 60 [?]
and a n-gga walkin’ [?] with me too

[interlude]
[?]
this sh-t goin’ on
n-gga all this motherf-ckin’ lingo drippin’ n-gga
it’s f-ckin’ juice and sh-t ’round here

[chorus]
hop out that coupe like [?]
all this lingo drippin’ on me
call them b-tches, call them baby
they lovin’ on me
whip that foreign like it’s stolen
all this gold like a trophy
i remember nights momma told me
i was gon’ ball just as long as i hustle so hard
all this lingo drippin’ on me
all this lingo drippin’ on me
all this lingo drippin’ on me
all this lingo drippin’ on me
whip that foreign like it’s stolen
all this gold like a trophy
i remember nights momma told me
i was gon’ ball just as long as i hustle so hard

[verse 2]
i fell in love with livin’ the fast life
i told cliff we gon’ take the cash route
i’m, where the bag? rent [?]
i want the [?] nikes with the straps out
all the mason margiela, i’m a good fella
i’m bangin’ at you n-gga first though
you want a whole thing at your front door like the first though
i could count it all night till the mornin’
let me call up some b-tches, i’ll have a fun time
she gon’ eat it good like it’s lunchtime
i mean i hustle hard b-tch, you know it’s gang time
i put the chain on me, you see that b-tch shine, oh
i’ve been on a rollercoaster
i’ve been on a rollercoaster
we can count it up baby
i can tell and run it
n-gga run it crazy

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