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dripping wet - ishaan the rit god lyrics

[intro]

how much kush is we gon blow
we gon blow, we gon blow
(rit rit world vibes)
we gon always get that dough

[verse 1]

spark my wood and grab my phone, it’s a notification
saying that i got paper, i’m patiently waiting
after i finish up this cookie, i’m instantly skating
touchdowns on sundays, i’m scoring like peyton
ganja got me on jamaica, i been blowing heavy
my n*ggas wrapping up them pounds like he work at the deli
i saw a black vette, it was looking too heavy
black, fine m*th*ph*kka like kisha from belly
how much chicken is you getting? it ain’t n0body business
don’t just suck the d*ck baby, b*tch hit the b*lls like tennis
you can give me 10 million, and keep yo 10 digits
bro bro playing with them phillies, he think he ben simmons
passionate bout checks, come correct or you get a tech
i can’t leave this bottle by itself, had to buy a set
foreign fabric from my drip connect, got me dripping wet
n*ggas ain’t give it to you, dawg you gotta earn respect

[hook]

new fit dripping wet, like bro it’s no regrets
got a text bout a check, i’m leaving with my set
blowing on this backwood, watching the sun set
hunting for r*t*rded money, i need them dumb checks
new fit dripping wet, like bro it’s no regrets
got a text bout a check, i’m leaving with my set
blowing on this backwood, watching the sun set
hunting for r*t*rded money, i need them dumb checks

[verse 2]

blowing boxed up cookie, this ain’t for girl scouts
little high maintenance b*tch, diamonds and pearls out
flying through these dead heads, i think i grew some wings
b*tch i’m like a shoelace, i gotta pull some strings
b*tches ask for one wish, but i ain’t ray j
little snotty nose, he gon paint you like jj
whole team dripping wet, i think we made a mess
phone going super stupid, so it’s a lack of stress
blowing cookie like i’m snoop, scoring like alley*oop
shorty wanna play some hoops, but he too scared to shoot
watch out for number 12, cuz b*tch i’m number 1
n*ggas moving like they dumb, and we be going dumb
dripping like a water hose, ya’ll daddy*daughter hoes
n*gga’s b*tches say we chose, ya’ll hurt like derrick rose
cheese tall as yao ming, i let my phone ring
we be out here chasing cream, i let that vega steam
[hook]

- ishaan the rit god lyrics

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