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Drip Peep the drip This shit too hard Drip drip drip drip Lit lit lit lit lit Drip drip drip drip Lit lit lit lit lit You taking too long, you taking too long I'ma flip, flip, flip Oh that's your song, oh that's your song Boy, I skip skip skip Way too much drip, I could put water in Flint, aw yea Said you was posted on block, I saw you riding the bench, aw damn Yellow house on the T, I might just buy me the blimp, aw yea They never bid over you Only contract you locked with is Sprint, aw damn Hop out and shoot, jump out the coupe And that shit shade like a double mint I'm with the crew, we in the booth Came out that bitch with a couple hits No lie it's the truth, stick to my roots I get L Boogie to f*ck with this Move like I'm Mook, chain like a stoop That means I never came off of it These niggas got Parkinson's The first bid on your head like we auctioning I've stuck to my gut and I lost with it But I got bodies on flows Trey Songz with it I know they floss and shit But, I don't wanna seem too pressed or nothin I don't really think I should flex or nothin Your shawty giving out sex for nothin I really don't wanna make a mess of nothin Hoping you don't think that I'm stressed or somethin Goin off if you press button I might just bring in a tech or somethin Say you put in all this work When you gone make a nigga stretch or somethin Popping all them percs Them shit's got you thinking you next or something Peep the drip Peep the drip Peep the drip Peep the drip Dem boys sick Dem boys sick (they sick) Dem boys sick Dem boys sick Drip drip drip drip Lit lit lit lit Drip drip drip drip Lit lit lit lit You taking too long, you taking too long I'ma flip, flip, flip Oh that's your song, oh that's your song Boy I skip skip skip Drip drip drip drip Drip drip drip drip Drip drip drip drip Drip drip drip drip You taking too long, you taking too long I'ma flip, flip, flip Oh that's your song, oh that's your song Boy I skip skip skip I skip skip skip I skip skip skip You taking too long, you taking too long I'ma flip, flip, flip, ay It go Hop out and shoot, jump out the coupe And that shit shade like a double mint I'm with the crew, we in the booth Came out that bitch with a couple hits No lie it's the truth, stick to my roots I get L Boogie to f*ck with this Move like I'm Mook, chain like a stoop That means I never come off of it That means I never come off of it That means I never come off of it That means I never come off of it You mad, big mad Look at your face Look at your face, big mad