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wwyg - drippie $pear & lil zzzquil lyrics

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got my money up
i don’t give no f*cks
got my 40 tucked
yeah i’ve had enough
yeah, yeah
i’m on the right time
pockets feel sublime
bad b*tch she a dime
watch, where you’re going
ice so cold like i’m frozone
make that b*tch wanna give me dome
b*tch stop looking at what i got
yeah put you on the spot
on my wrist a richard millie watch
yeah, whatchu got
yeah, whatchu got
lil b*tch wanna drop it hot
lil b*tch wanna give me top
yeah, yeah
fill my pockets up
baby got a bubble b*tt
yeah you got no luck
i just want a quick f*ck
yeah, uh, imma f*ck it up
yeah, uh, i don’t want no love (no love)
imma leave that b*tch on rеad
f*ckin’ with the be*bop yeah you dеad
yeah i’ll swerve my car instead
callin’ your phone up, yeah give me head

b*tch, thought i was dead
gone off my meds, b*tch i’m psycho
got a white vest
lost in my head, b*tch i’m crazy
woah, woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah, woah

woah (yeah)
woah, woah (yeah)
woah (yeah)
woah, woah (yeah)
woah
fill my pockets up with the guap
takin’ my racks to the bank
fill my double cup to the top
vision blurry i think
f*ck around, get hit in the flank
turn around, got a big bank
showin’ out, don’t care what you think
showin’ out, don’t f*ck if it stank
sometimes i waste my time
but i know my money climb
sometimes i cloud my mind
if you wanna f*ck yeah stand in line
fill that b*tch with henny
she so freaky, but i don’t let her waste my time
f*ckin’ on her friends in the meantime
yeah you’re on my time, on my dime (oh)
it’s that simple, yeah i’m sucking on her nipples
checking my clock, don’t waste my time
look at my phone, she telling lies
can’t tell if she with the, other guys
but f*ck it, i’m up to somethin’
look at the sky, yeah praying to god
wishing for racks to put on my arms
b*tch think she can prove me wrong
but i’m on top my racks real long

burning paper
no one left, no one can save her
yeah i might erase her, i can replace her
louis bounce off like a laser
shooting that glock like a fazer
putting bags in the counter

got my money up
i don’t give no f*cks
got my 40 tucked
yeah i’ve had enough
yeah, yeah
i’m on the right time
pockets feel sublime
bad b*tch she a dime
watch, where you’re going
ice so cold like i’m frozone
make that b*tch wanna give me dome
b*tch stop looking at what i got
yeah put you on the spot
on my wrist a richard millie watch
yeah, whatchu got

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