yung dolphin - 97 lyrics
f-ck out my face i don’t f-ck with your b-tch
stomp on that pr-ck till he give you your sh-t
jump out that whip if it ain’t gucci sh-t
spit out that drink it ain’t upscale kid
that boy with them big h-ll lips
crashing your sh-t for those doogins lil b-tch
watch out yo back or you gonna get gypped
yung dolphin on that new f-cked up sh-t
watch out the green gon make your mind sick
load up that glock and i pop in your hip
show no mercy i ain’t a little b-tch
all of you n-gg-s be thinking you rich
pull up that sleeve and i flex on yo sh-t
yaaa ayeee
don’t mean to be rude but you look like sh-t
you ain’t got no fashion like r kelly
sharing with me who you trying to be
my doogans on me and you ain’t gonna see
you run up on me and get k!lled homie
your wrist is p-ssy my rollie st–zy
yung dolph shawty those panties moisties
keep drippin for me bend over for me
suck on that d its cute baby ‘
ballin for cheese them people pay me
money in stacks b-tches for free
buy sh-t for me
you love me shawty
i love double d
and some p-ssy
and kicks for free
that pedal on me
no f-cks up round me
the truth come from me
it ain’t come from you
so shut the f-ck up
and trap if you will
or trap if you won’t
i still slit your throat
and eat all the c-ke
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