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steezii 1m - joey steezii lyrics

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[ hook ]

i’m dripping designer, splash
i’m riding da wave i splash
i’m counting greens dat cash
yo drip too old it’s trash
she say she love me i dash
i treat her kindly, nash

she rocking dat gucci, dat prada dat fendi
p*ssy so good it be trending

cuz she got dat drip, just like a crip
i gave her tip
she gave me lip
she driving my whip, i extended my clip

everything blue just like a crip , she threw it back i broke her hip
i shot that n*gga w/ my 9mm, i told my bih i ain’t lying
private jet and we flying

[ verse ]

it’s st**zii 1m wait a minute i’m back, n*ggas run fast i ain’t talkin’ no track
my money greener than shrek, i ain’t gon kneel like i’m shaq
i’m on a streak i just started, i be shooting my shot likе james harden
i f*ckd dat bihh she rеtarded
got her dripping wet just like a faucet

i lost my girl n i can’t get her back, she went to the uk n she ain’t coming back
like 21 i got da glock in lap, this drum magazine make u rage like it’s trap

who you know got more money than me? idk cuz i’m richer than me. she don’t love me she just f*ckin w me, i had one b*tch now i’m living w three

i just spent a bag at dior, i just want a rollie ayo teo
she f*ck w me cuz i’m a ceo, broke b*tches i don’t see y’all

she loving ma whip cuz it’s foreign, i’m shooting my shot like i’m tory
1942 yea we pouring
huh gang

if she a bad b*tch n then we getting lit
i diored her bag n she sucked on this d*ck
she ain’t iced out but i made her drip
favorite color blue cuz u kno i’m a crip

cc i’m rocking chanel, n*ggas act funny like dave chapelle
ma bihh she a freak i ain’t talkin’ mich*lle, most of y’all n*ggas be talkin’ chapéu

i want the smoke, i want it all
she want me to walk her, i ain’t talking ‘bout paul
i love my shorties, i don’t like ‘em tall
i beat it up, she can’t walk so she crawl
like adidas i just earned my stripes, all this codeine got me feeling bright
pop a n*gga n take all his rights, on my way to the top taking hikes

middle finger f*ck tiny
i can fold dat n*gga like origami
when these labels finna sign me
you know where i be come n find me ( pull up )

look at my roof n u see the stars, i just hit a mili a became a star
you don’t feel my pain, you don’t see the scars

i was down for a minute trust me now i’m back up
g*9 on my hip yea n*gga back up
i got so much money cuz i keep that sh*t stacked up
never walk alone a n*gga always got back up

i k!ll that n*gga and i post it uh
i f*cked his girl and i ghost her
she wanna connect like we proxy uh
i do not love cuz i’m toxic uh

i’m popping the xanies and perckies
like kishaya she gon’ get dat birkin
give me top in the lamb while i’m skrrrting
i got goons n they stay hidden lurking
[ hook ]

st**zii 1m i’m dripping
when i rock blue i be cripping
i said i love her i’m trippin
i walk around w ma bl!cky

yo drip too old it’s trash
fingers itching ain’t no rash
she say she love me i dash
i treat her kindly, nash

cuz she got dat drip, just like a crip
i gave her tip
she gave me lip
she driving my whip, i extended my clip

everything blue just like a crip , she threw it back i broke her hip
i shot that n*gga w/ my 9mm, i told my bih i ain’t lying
private jet and we flying

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