100% - droopyd lyrics
put that thing up on my lap you getting rearranged
four o on this chain that’s a gpa (cool aye?)
runnin’ up a check i’ve been stackin’ easy pay
i might pull up with a stick just add me on gta
i’m the man do you understand made a hundred bands while i dance
yeah i think i’m gonna need more rubber bands go to france
i might take a chance but you ain’t my mans
tell that b*tch to get off of my d*ck ain’t tryna make no plans
out of my p*n*s is d*ck juice
choking your girl with a slip noose
i really like to just kick jews
brother in i’mma just let loose
i got the bread like a goose
hit you so fast just like zeus
my favorite tree is the spruce
my dad got arrested for child abuse
look at the time on the clock
glove compartment got the glock
girls around me in a flock
playing minecraft hit the block
there’s no way to say this politely
all these young ass b*tches wanna wife me
like a cranberry all i am is sprightly
on my feet all you see is nike
shout out to doron he was in delta now he’s gone
but that doesn’t matter because my p*n*s is long
you could call me a rapping phenomenon
don’t approach me with pizza unless it’s papa john’s
now they wanna talk to me but i don’t wanna answer calls
i got carpal tunnel from this glock i need a hand massage
i said i can’t f*ck with you unless you cutting a cheque
i live my life like an emoji yeah 100%
like one and zero, two zeros
man all these b*tches like some vampires cover your neck
got all these cameras flashing at me like i’m running a red
droopyd comin’ at you when it’s dark out
i ain’t taking no v**gr* but i’m hard now
when you see me best watch out don’t put your guard down
i ain’t gonna let that slide this ain’t a park now
put that thing up on my lap you getting rearranged
four o on this chain that’s a gpa (cool aye?)
runnin’ up a check i’ve been stackin’ easy pay
i might pull up with a stick just add me on gta
i’m the man do you understand made a hundred bands while i dance
yeah i think i’m gonna need more rubber bands go to france
i might take a chance but you ain’t my mans
tell that b*tch to get off of my d*ck ain’t tryna make no plans
made a milli off this rap and sh*t
had to stack my chips cuz i never used to have this sh*t
from the war zone but never camouflage
sneak into your house and take your sh*t opposite of santa claus
now they wanna talk to me but i don’t wanna answer calls
i got carpal tunnel from this glock i need a hand massage
i said i can’t f*ck with you unless you cutting a check
i live my life like an emoji yea 100%
man all these b*tches like some vampires cover your neck
got all these cameras flashing at me like i’m running a red
put that thing up on my lap you getting rearranged
four o on this chain that’s a gpa (cool aye?)
runnin’ up a check i’ve been stackin’ easy pay
i might pull up with a stick just add me on gta
i’m the man do you understand made a hundred bands while i dance
yeah i think i’m gonna need more rubber bands go to france
i might take a chance but you ain’t my mans
tell that b*tch to get off of my d*ck ain’t tryna make no plans
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