Drippy Class Lyrics

Yea creep up on they block 2 to 3's hit a nigga top now he can't get no top

Drippin on designer in my hood you know I love my block

Servin all the fiends I can make that nigga close the shop

Nigga want a beef on the net bet I bet I get him gone

We push up on they block like where they at them niggas still at home

Smokin all this za my backwood fat you know I'm puffin strong

I throw on them black shades lil' nigga I get in my zone

I say nigga I can't tell the truth you know we gone slide

Nigga you can't come around if you don't know my guys

Beat a pussy down I clap it up I make a ride

it ain't no doing all that talking lil' nigga we finna slide

I say nigga I can't tell the truth you know we gone slide

Nigga you can't come around if you don't know my guys

Beat a pussy down I clap it up I make a ride

It ain't no doing all that talking lil' nigga we finna slide

And I've been sticking to my mission tryna get my cake up

Niggas they be cap as fuck they really need a pay cut

Bitches they just wanna fuck they think that they can't pay none

Lost some real ones to this day, I keep a smile, won't say none

Nigga, I keep a 2 to 3

Nigga, my dad made a bitch, yo, niggas, they be scared of me

Hop in out on feet, we hit his teeth, and then we switchin' v's

Glock, it got that button, no lemon squeeze, but I can make it squeez

Bitch, she wanna fuck, she wanna lick, but she can't fuck on me

Bitch, you see this money, this right here, yeah, this my company

Bitch, say I'm the one, these niggas broke, they be capped out

Nigga, dumb as fuck, he don't know shit about no trap

Uh, lil' nigga, yeah, we get them packs out

I'm havin' packs, I'm punchin' packs, lil' nigga never trapped out

Uh, lil' baby, say come beat her back out

I pull up, know we smokin' thraxx, then I blow her back out

Ayy, ayy, beat up, pussy tapped out

Wake up in the morning, then I go to get my racks out

I won't lie no bitch I ain't got time I get detached

We been flippin' all the bricks, and we been flippin' all the packs

Man, that last shit that happened to me, that shit was wack

But it taught me real shit, my nigga, it'll never lack

Walk him down, get on feet, so tell me how you gon' crash

ARP, it got that sweep, we swingin', we cleanin' fast

I say, nigga, I can't tell the truth, you know we gon' slide

Nigga, you can't come around if you don't know my guys

Beat up, pussy down, I clap it up, I make a ride

It ain't no doin' all that talkin', lil' nigga, we finna slide