Drip Drip Snow

Diamond be icy it's cold

Chop it we cutting that blow

100 a bag and its sold

Drip Drip Snow

Ice on my wrist to be froze

Whipping that flake till it snows

100 a bag and its sold

Growing up in a broken home

My shadow's the only one I call my own

Plus these fedz always block my roads

They don't wanna see a young boy get dough

So we cut that snow

Break that blow

Lotta shit on my mind

So we blow that smoke

Dip n we dash when fedz at the door

Last time I felt peace was a big 44

Girl on the phone asking

When I'm coming home ka she ain't like a bit when I'm out on the roads

Roads too cold gotta do it quick

Runnin this brick gotta pay my bills

But you ain't know a bit

About how it feels

It's too deep

It's too real

Lost 2 of my bros last year now my hearts broken in bits

Should've known the rules

When I stepped in the streets

Life's a bitch plus you know how we live

Livin in fast lane heart filled with pain

Smokin all kinda shit pop pill-ies to get let lit

My own bro turned snitch for a few Ps so **** that bitch

Made his body disappear middle finger in the air screaming **** them pigs

We no talk to police

That's how I been brought up since a kid

No matter how much money you make you always stay real to the strip

Loyalty is royalty

Your enemy's my enemy

Never back down from no fight

We Nepali

AYO

Gurkhali

Khalasss

Drip Drip Snow

Diamond be icy it's cold

Chop it we cutting that blow

100 a bag and its sold

Drip Drip Snow

Ice on my wrist to be froze

Whipping that flake till it snows

100 a bag and its sold

Sipping on the Henny

Bitch ain't worth a penny

You know what I'm sayin

Trapline always belling

Cop it chop sell it

Ducking fedz are coming

Always keep it 100

You know I ain't telling

Fedarali guessing is he black or Asian

Got my hood up never lacking with no weapon

What's with all the questions

Always back my breden

Never snitching even when the ops are winning

This the life that I've chosen

Don't wanna spit grime ain't a roadman

Thoughts hazed like the bud that I'm toking

Keep my focus

Smoke till I'm wavy ride with the ocean

With a cold flow, I'm in love with coco

Kilos of blow its certified Pablo

Loco when they be pulling up at your front door

Don't know be the two words for the popo

Young boy I be dressed so fly

Triple white air max creps 95

Copped that bill 119.99

From the link on the gram DMs that I slide

I ain't fucking with a bitch only ride or dies

Play hoes on the side like I roll the dice

Iron Mike in his prime with the rhymes on the grind

With a rhythm of an uzi that shooting you from behind

I got no love for the road

Is it the trap or the home

Trapline keep belling on call

I do not fuck with the road

I got no love for the road

Is it the trap or the home

Trapline keep belling on call

I do not fuck with the road

Drip Drip Snow

Diamond be icy it's cold

Chop it we cutting that blow

100 a bag and its sold

Drip Drip Snow

Ice on my wrist to be froze

Whipping that flake till it snows

100 a bag and its sold

Drip Drip Snow

Diamond be icy it's cold

Chop it we cutting that blow

100 a bag and its sold

Drip Drip Snow

Ice on my wrist to be froze

Whipping that flake till it snows

100 a bag and its sold