Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Driyp Drop
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Magnolia Chop
Songwriter
Reginald Gardner
Songwriter
Stanley Cox
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Link+Up
Producer
LinkUp
Producer
Lyrics
Hey, Driyp. Talk to him, though, bro. Hey, Drip. Hey, Drip. Hey, Drip.
This drip cost a couple dead folk. He used to be the man. Got me thinking where's bread go? Hanging on my feet, can't pull me down, let my leg go. Broad, gonna do whatever I say because I said so.
Better peep the message, bet not crash off the edge, bro. Used to be a player, now he hating because it's bread low. Thick light skinned 6’2, she from Fresno. And when she bend it over, we connecting like we legos. And she like broads, me too.
I'm a Lesbo. It's good like a field goal post, how her legs go. That boy crazy trying to play me off his meds, bro. Bop bop bop They gonna ask where his head go. Sit him down, they gonna turn him to a vegetable.
Can't even read what he's saying, unlegible. My young broad smoke woods and my cougar eat edibles. I'm cutthroat like (Mac) Dre but my 40 is federal.
I put in time for the shine on this Rollie I ain’t lying I can’t afford to waste time. I got money on my mind. I stood on bidness 10 toes right there in the ghetto. caught a few bodies, but nobody never know.
I put in time for the shine on this Rollie I ain’t lying I can’t afford to waste time. I got money on my mind. I stood on bidness 10 toes right there in the ghetto. caught a few bodies, but nobody never know.
He was up now he down where is folks at cougar took a selfie with my chain and made a snow cat freezing no jacket on the blade. I’m a cold Mac bitch if I was down on my dick, you couldn’t hold that No cap, baby. Thick ass so fat. Getting to the pape Driyppy D all bout a bag. Me, F-A-B and Chop. Got them looking mad.
Dope, like what's in the GLAD. Broke **** doing bad. **** having motion, got them sea sick. Bitch say they're playing for the kids. This ain’t recess Driyp Hella, saucy extra dip yeah he wet. **** ain’t never had to sneeze to know we bless.
I put in time for the shine on this Rollie I ain’t lying I can’t afford to waste time. I got money on my mind. I stood on bidness 10 toes right there in the ghetto. caught a few bodies, but nobody never know.
I put in time for the shine on this Rollie I ain’t lying I can’t afford to waste time. I got money on my mind. I stood on bidness 10 toes right there in the ghetto. caught a few bodies, but nobody never know.
Written by: Magnolia Chop, Reginald Gardner, Stanley Cox

