Dipset Flow Lyrics

Yeah them three nine twos be growling screeching off

Dee nem like what Reed been on

Wop hop in the chally

Whip it badly like yo seeds too grown

I float the benzy swervin wit it sickly like I keep a cold

Been in the streets so long

I prayed ten years fore they let Meechie home

That was like oh five now I keep blicks like I can't be alone

Might cant keep a bitch cause I done grew obsessed with freakin hoes

Most likely beat them cheeks and roll

Throw the duece and leave you lone

Knew she hadda nigga sneaky link

He on the lease she wrong

That nigga bet not ever hit my line and try to scream through phones

This get to ringing

Last he heard was beeping

Like you reached the tone

Opps be throwing rocks and hiding hands

Then play the treaty zone

Want me crossed

They better play with jesus

Not with me on psalms

Said I wouldn't get cut again

If it ain't mine don't touch it then

Heard about that sixty took em down

And laughed we up again

We do two for ones we catch y'all both

You getting slumped with twin

Last lost y'all took was hard to swallow

Next time guzzle hen

This season I can feel it

Bodies dropping til the summer end

I disrespect the livin

I refuse to speak on ones thats dead

Asked what's on her mind

Cause if it's me i really want some head

Jason mask I cut them ovaries up

Assume the role I'll slay it

Human chop in the flesh got respect with this tec

In other words you try me we turn blocks to a mess

I got a fetish for bad bitches she pressure I'm steppin

I call up bae she get right to that head like an excedrin

Can't fuck with the set

Couple brooms end up swept

Still in the field swinging steel like Alonso for Mets

Too chill with the killers

Still deal with the dealers

So how can niggas not crown me still stand as the trillest

Said I'm talkin greasy like this new or sumn

Like where all this confusion coming

Know I'm finna pop it like we stomping on ballons at functions

Cans get to spraying this ain't no got to be glue I'm clutching

Oh y'all runnin shit was it lips or legs I ain't heard of nothing

Fronting what just come with bread

No clientele to jump that ledge

Fiends dash through snow no open sleighs

Them boys must own a sled

Baby tried to play me like a dunce like I got cones for head

Caught then passed her back

That hot potato wouldn't gone scold my hands

I was lit before the gram

When shoulder leans and dro was in

Why inquire prices

Wanting quotes but you dont come to spend

Drop my lo if niggas never show guess I'll come instead

Urgent message

He in trouble

Drop it all

And come get craig

What I look like going live and yelling

Breaking news respected

Keep that shit two virgils if I said it

On my two I'm standing

How you see his paperwork

And still found a way to accept it

Best believe I know wassup

You probably told too I bet it

Human chop in the flesh got respect with this tec

In other words you try me we turn blocks to a mess

I got a fetish for bad bitches she pressure I'm steppin

I call up bae she get right to that head like an excedrin

Can't fuck with the set

Couple brooms end up swept

Still in the field swinging steel like Alonso for Mets

Too chill with the killers

Still deal with the dealers

So how can niggas not crown me still stand as the trillest