Drip babies – Hoodrich Pablo Juan lyrics

Lyrics Drip babies – Hoodrich Pablo Juan

Drip babies lyrics
Ten times three
Thirty racks on me
Get you whacked by 1017
Ten thousand on Givenchy
All rats we poison they cheese
They thought we ain’t smokin’ this G
Got stones on Amiri jeans
All gold Rollie came plain jane (Let’s go)
Real bullets we ain’t shooting no blanks (Hood)
Different drip my lifestyle strange (Yeah)
They kickin’ they s**t in the rain (Talk to ’em)
Just fall back in your lane
Blue hundreds you thought it was a dream (Pablo Juan)
We S-L-I-M-E (Slime)
Ain’t switching on my team
We all gon’ live this dream

I really ain’t feeling your vibe
I can’t slide with you you ain’t my slime
Fresh to death like I committed suicide
I f**k on a thot and that b***h ain’t mine
Shawty she fine if I want it I’m buyin’
Drip Chanel XL
I’m beating my d**k and I’m leaving out shells
I tell her that I’m Hoodrich she can tell
Wrap it up ’til it got no smell on it
Spinning the block with the tail on it
You don’t want no beef you want to tell on me
And my b***h a*s real on the dead homies
Niggas stay on that f**k s**t got bail money
All this drip on my body it’s all on me
Got Amiri jeans with the snakes on it
F**k all that broke s**t better shake somethin’
Fresh out the trap with the pound cake
When I took the p***y I was bare face
Bet she run from the d**k like she tryna escape
When they broke that’s the only time they hate
When I’m in court the only time I wait
Draco on me and it sing like it’s Drake
Nut in her mouth she don’t swallow like paste
Fifty racks on me that’s a piece of cake

Ten times three
Thirty racks on me (Racks)
Get you whacked by 1017
Ten thousand on Givenchy (Let’s go)
All rats we poison they cheese (Woo woo)
They thought we ain’t smokin’ this G (No cap)
Got stones on Amiri jeans (Talk to us)
All gold Rollie came plain jane (Let’s go)
Real bullets we ain’t shooting no blanks (Hood)
Different drip my lifestyle strange (Yeah)
They kickin’ they s**t in the rain (Talk to ’em)
Just fall back in your lane (Fall black)
Blue hundreds you thought it was a dream (Racks)
We S-L-I-M-E (Slime)
Ain’t switching on my team (Nah)
We all gon’ live this dream (Keed talk to ’em)

Yeah yeah hoodbaby
My Fear of God shoes yeah they cream
Yeah blood got Cartier frames
On right now real drip baby
Yeah condo paid for
I got in there I ain’t sign no lease
Yeah marked out Range Rover
At night I can’t even drive can’t see yeah
Ridin’ ’round catchin’ my plays now
Niggas can’t ride with me
Got vibes in the back ain’t no space
Hit her in the studio ain’t got time to wait
Yeah yeah broke a*s n***a don’t call my line
Pocket rocket long spray it one time
Your ho gon’ swarm me like flies
Tell the lil’ b***h voila
Tell the lil’ n***a gang ties
F&N in my Gucci belt
S**t we’ll let the chopper bullets fly
Boy get your drip up to par
‘Cause they ain’t gotta worry ’bout mine
My youngin couldn’t get in the club s**t
He parking lot pimping outside (S**t)

Ten times three
Thirty racks on me (Racks)
Get you whacked by 1017
Ten thousand on Givenchy (Let’s go)
All rats we poison they cheese (Woo woo)
They thought we ain’t smokin’ this G (No cap)
Got stones on Amiri jeans (Talk to us)
All gold Rollie came plain jane (Let’s go)
Real bullets we ain’t shooting no blanks (Hood)
Different drip my lifestyle strange (Yeah)
They kickin’ they s**t in the rain (Talk to ’em)
Just fall back in your lane (Fall black)
Blue hundreds you thought it was a dream (Racks)
We S-L-I-M-E (Slime)
Ain’t switching on my team (Nah)
We all gon’ live thisss

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