Lyrics

No more time no more lies no more excuses Tito got time G Dot died and I just been ruthless How you gon tell me you trying to play ball if you don't know where the hoop is I'm trying to be in a movie like Julia Robert's and Lucas Everyday I wake up I be hearing these opp block niggas trying to shoot shit You can't just say that you trying to make beats you really gotta take this shit serious and produce it I know that my last bitch bad wait till I pop out with my new bitch My name is Yung Drippy Dri and this is that Yung Drippy music This is them Yung Drippy tunes If I pop two perks imma go to the moon One day imma blow like a fucking balloon And I know that that day gon come real soon OG said the pack touchdown in June We used to eat from the hand we ain't have no spoon Now I'm eating good this crab ragoon Shoutout my Swuul Gang niggas my goons You ain't never had to worry bout how you gon cover your gunshot wounds If I see one more nigga talk tough on live I swear they gon be doomed Bitch I love when you give me a hug cause I love the smell of your perfume Imma pull up to young bulls game take a flic and say I'm tuned No more time no more lies no more excuses Tito got time G Dot died and I just been ruthless How you gon tell me you trying to play ball if you don't know where the hoop is I'm trying to be in a movie like Julia Robert's and Lucas Everyday I wake up I be hearing these opp block niggas trying to shoot shit You can't just say that you trying to make beats you really gotta take this shit serious and produce it I know that my last bitch bad wait till I pop out with my new bitch My name is Yung Drippy Dri and this is that Yung Drippy music
Writer(s): Ben Nkwantah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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