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Drippers Lyrics - Artist : Country Dons
[Intro:]
(It's Kosfinger, baby) They ain't know a lot of that countryside Then, they ain't know a lot of that country Babygirl, you know, you tryna rass on rich niggas You know them, only think you bitch niggas (Chay, chay, chay) Ay (Skrr, skrr) [Rokky:] You with some rich niggas, drippers You know them prolly take your bitch niggas I'm on the streets, tell the labels "Up them six figures" You're talking waps that you ain't got So, I don't get triggered, get triggered Lit niggas, you was with some rich niggas, drippers You know them prolly take your bitch niggas I'm on the streets, tell the labels "Up them six figures" You're talking waps that you ain't got So, I don't get triggered, get triggered [Maroc:] We're makin' bands in this trap, fuck a record deal I don't care about the fame, I just need me these paper bills The way we do these man dirty, this ain't no regular drill I need a yard in the sticks, the one in Beverly Hills And I ain't signin' nothing less than a couple of mil' So we don't feature with the game 'Cause no one's keeping it real And if you talk on touching me, you must be dreamin' it, still That's honey comb set, pendant VVS on my grills The gang trap a lot, it's coming like a marathon Anytime there's beef, the man just stunt and put their cameras on I do this bally off or bally on And fuck a tagalong you riding for the gang You put that saddle on And I don't care if you don't like me, I don't like you either I probably put this brudda's reload on my Jordan sneakers It's funny since I'm doing good, these man just turned to leeches Feel to go back to school just to flex on all my teachers [Rokky:] You with some rich niggas, drippers You know them prolly take your bitch niggas I'm on the streets, tell the labels "Up them six figures" You're talking waps that you ain't got So, I don't get triggered, get triggered Lit niggas, you was with some rich niggas, drippers You know them prolly take your bitch niggas I'm on the streets, tell the labels "Up them six figures" You're talking waps that you ain't got So, I don't get triggered, get triggered Look, since I got this ice, I'm givin' girls the cold shoulder Real talk, they aired me for them donnies with a comb over And now, these gyal they say they love me like I'm Chief Sosa She's due to move cray after a lil' coca She's not speakin', but I understand her through her eyes Maybe for a night, I'll make you mine, but I can't make a wife Plus I can't see you round them guys That's more than vibes I'm petty, I'll prolly pull up and start taking lives Soon as I fuck her once, she's gonna come again I tell her "Use that tongue," and if you want, bring a friend And bro just got the drop on shh, I tell him "Count me in" I spin their block, pull up on them quick There ain't no lowin' him Now all I see is bad B's since I got my P's up She's nicer in the morning like a cold pizza You know, I make her moan like she Mona Lisa Bro, I thought to buss my gun when I can't take no leafer You with some rich niggas, drippers You know them prolly take your bitch niggas I'm on the streets, tell the labels "Up them six figures" You're talking waps that you ain't got So, I don't get triggered, get triggered Lit niggas, you was with some rich niggas, drippers You know them prolly take your bitch niggas I'm on the streets, tell the labels "Up them six figures" You're talking waps that you ain't got So, I don't get triggered, get triggered [Blaze:] 'Course, we don't hang around them bitch niggas Big figures heated pull up in my crib nigga Your bitch splashing with some real drillers And once we go clear, I'm buying up some new triggers Your people ain't safe, now, you ain't about Drillers on stand-by for when it dies down There's a countdown on your clock You're in my swamp, and I'm the croc He's a pigeon, I'm a hawk You better listen when I talk Ay, what? So don't be talking on my name Keep chattin' up and lambo, put your picture in a frame Trappin' so long, I could've made the hall of fame I'm an OG, now, I let the youngers play the game But if I'm active, I might spin it on your block Country Don, hella drip, why'd you think the gyaldem flop? I let them fizz me up then I let my soda pop If they think they're catching me They gon' need Robocop [Outro:] They ain't know a lot of that countryside Then, they ain't know a lot of that country Babygirl, you know, you tryna rass on rich niggas |
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