DRIP 5LYA

Really went over green and I ain’t talking acres She like my new Balenci She call me drip slayer If it ain’t big cash yeah Then I’ll see you later Slime ain’t got no heart he’ll send you to your maker You tried to snake me, f*ck you bastard Calling me shooter from Manchester no Rashford I pull up with C1 no delays Too many vibes in the car there’s no space Lewis Hamilton, you know I win my race No more court trips you know I beat that case Me and my dargs all legends yeah and I ain’t talking apex Might just breed this lighty yeah and I ain’t thinking safe sex You could be braile and I swear to god I still won't feel you Might get your girl to line you up for some brand new Jimmy Choo Spent a bag on these shoes Yeah the bottom look like ketchup Girl saw the bill at Novikov Her face looking like what the f*ck Sometimes I be thinking are aliens as high as me Sometimes I be thinking Is anyone as real as me On the road to success Trying to swerve the traffic I wear my heart on my sleeve I put my wrist in the freezer My rollie strap is a jubilee My bitch bad tradegy She said smile My fit Stella McCartney P.F Changs Used to be Indomie