Link Up ft. Trippythakid & Louyah Lyrics

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Drip drop got too much sauce

I push that whip, Oh, Ashton Martin

Still walk in that new margiela

YSL no confella

She want me cause I got me the bandz

Yohji-yamoto its straight from Japan

CDG with the rick Owen pants

Christian Dior with the fear of god vans

I'm not like no other now I'm a lil flexer, cause I fell in love with the flexing

Shawty want me to slide through ima bust her down like the pussy my obsession

Yeah, I'm so aggressive

With making that money but not with the women ya dig, huh

Shawty selective, you know I just be chilling if shawty ain't going it is what it is

Hit me lets link up, roll the green stuff

Count a pound of money like a brinks truck

She confella pull up on me when I need her

She want take a few hits of my reefer

Might just hit it one time and delete her

I cannot fuck with that bitch she a eater

I came straight out the mud like a oligochaete

I cannot let a bitch stand in the way of stacking my bankroll

I'm not a mission to get to the bag

Run up on me and you gonna go sad

Fucking with me and you gonna get stabbed

I'm with my shooters its gonna go bad

Take a trip to Bermuda we gone off the map

Wake up in a G-Wagon just flooded with cash

Ima blow a few hundred

Get a house out in London

Then ima go put the rest in the stash

Yah

You all better remember the name

Trippy that kid taking over the game

We going global

Yah own city don't even know you

What up Dan the man

They all damaged

Hit them like candid camera

No cameras

They wasn't ready for this one

But they bumping they know it's a hit dawg

I stepped up out my crib I feel like I'm a new man

I just got back from copping drip I was with Global Dan

Bitching at trippy ya gonna regret that

You ain't be smoking up on the weeds like that

Fucking with global yah gonna see that cash

We been eating

Really eating

Who that dude

That's that man

Wish you had the money I get it how I can

Gone off the coast the golden islands

Smoking I'm roasted, a toast to my bands

I just got another big check in the bank

Damn

Woke up the morning ain't worried bout nothin like bet you I'm safe

Damn

Gold and silver in the safe man

I ain't talking bouta game man

got what I got cause I'm working so hard

And i don't even care what you say man

Puffing passing on that purple magic got that new exotic what you need

Trippy that kid finally out going global Its global Dan up on the scene

Johnny v comes with a piece

Dukuns got it with the beat

Got a new drop top

All eyes on me

With a Gucci bag

and Louie sheets

I get this money we count up

If you pull up on me you get ground up

Got a lot of these racks and we use them

We spending this money we make it all back

Just made a million with loud era bags

Ron Perry can call if you wanna make stacks

taking my loot to the bank with no tags

got shooters protecting my family it's facts

I might fly out to Japan

Bitches pull up when I land

I need this all in advance

This was a part of my plan

Run up on me and you getting stabbed

With the master sword and Navi on my back

Ocarina Melody's no cap

The legend of louyah coming up too fast

When I slide you know that it's a go

All the roster hitting looking like a brawl

And every song a classic like a 64

Bowser with the bank account my net look like a cap

Money by the ms like you can tell just by my hat