Drip Freestyle Pt2

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah,Yeah They ain't making no money they lazy [Verse] They ain't making no money they lazy Like a daycare, we got babies I been going Rico crazy No combo's, ain't talking payment (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy) Barber shop we fading Her brains good, I had to grade it She wit me, her man too basic Foreign whips when I be racing Foreign drip, my clip with masons Head tap, he won't be a patient Came from nothing, so how you hatin' Trey Young, how we shoot for birds Got the drop don't say a word I get geeky, just like a nerd This spray got like 4 percs (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy) I'm high, out this earth Shoutout WhyG I still lurk Jus give her henny and watch her twerk We get pay just like the first Them Wassa's coming Ricky run Out the park, home run That boy slipped, he ain't have his gun He like to drink it with red rum She brought her friend, that's 2 on 1 13 shots, roam in camo I make flips right out that bando Circle blocks 3 times, He didn't think so he lost his mind I hear cap all in they rhymes Chains on me, telling em free da guys Stealing drip, so I gotta switch it My shooters shoot, don't need no pivot Timberwolves, Andrew Wiggins Took the stand, that boy a witness Like Young Thug, I'm bout my digits Now I'm on the road to riches We got seagulls we got pigeons Shush a pack, Just like it's fitness (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy) In the kitchen, whip it (Ayy) Where he from go flip him (Ayy) Keep my gun, no victim (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy) Ass so fat, just back it up Got couple notches in the cut For the gang man they go dumb (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy) All these opps up all in my blunt Got me coughing up my lung These problems you don't want none (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy) Fuck his bitch and give her back He want work then he get taxed Ain't no dunce up in this trap (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, Ayy) He got (?) still off the tweet Bullets come and then repeat Hit the floor then he deceased Where I'm from we cook the beef Carnivore, she eat his meat Fly the door ain't have no keys We had million dollar dreams Trap to trap, serving fiends 1 on 1 that's penalty I got stripes like referee We got wave like WOB Wipe yo nose like you got blessed Im still alive so I can't stress Lost my bro's that shit I felt YFN Lucci, wish me well This some shit that I can't tell Have him swimming Michael Phelps Say my name be ringing bells Fuck the opps we give em hell [Outro] Ohh Ohh Let me hear dat