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drip no drown - ofb lyrics

[intro]
this bad b got drip, no drown
looking boujee and her skin tone’s brown
this sweet one got drip like me
looking boujee, how you drip so clean?

[verse 1: dezzie]
yo
ten months in jail, i was praying for bail
feds had me on the wing like bale
swing my blade, send a opp boy h-ll
reminiscing on the wing in my cell
govs here when i press my bell
i was banged up watching kenan and kel
t house bagging up with nel
just bagged up a nine and my hands done smell
give a pack, now she thinks she’s my gyal
sorry babe, i hope you don’t kiss and tell
this sweet one stepped out in chanel
back of the dance, i made her give me a twirl
remember back in the days, next sale
suttin’ got splashed by shh, oh well
me, i can’t sleep on the l
i just hit the opp block, spill juice like-

[verse 2: bandokay]
i told bro you’ll soon be home
keep your head high like you’re having a nose bleed
should i leave him alone like posty?
or should make this beat like ghosty?
yo, she just wanna snap and post me
oh please, give it a rest, too cozy
i put all of my trust in lowkey
f-ck askaar, dumb jakes wan’ hold me
yo, smoke on me, bro got smoke too
but he’s high off loud or smoking a ciggy
violate who? you’re silly
i’ll do two man, one day like izzy
everyone knows frog gets busy, you zimme?
none of them boys wan’ see me
you know juice just spill like ciri
free sj, my slime, my k!lly

[chorus: dezzie & bandokay]
this bad b got drip, no drown
looking boujee and her skin tone’s brown
she wanna do bonnie and clyde up town
but i just wanna jeet and skeet out in my gown
this sweet one got drip like me
looking boujee, how you drip so clean?
ay miss, you look cute, not mean
pretty brownskin, can’t fit in her jeans
this bad b got drip, no drown
looking boujee and her skin tone’s brown
she wanna do bonnie and clyde up town
but i just wanna jeet and skeet out in my gown
this sweet one got drip like me
looking boujee, how you drip so clean?
ay miss, you look cute, not mean
pretty brownskin, can’t fit in her jeans

[verse 3: bandokay]
shorty wan’ tek’ this diggin’
no diggin’, she wan’ give man sloppy
properly, bro just banged that dotty
hit one yute smoking on biscotti
i just stepped outside in totty
t house, bare kit-kats and a hotty
i’m running the streets, no holly
in colly, we had big yutes saying sorry
yo, whenever i pull up, they’re ghosty
like broski, just made one beat though
i make slugs fly out like heathrow
got me on my mitchy-mitch sh-t, some free smoke
broski got it poppin’ on freeflow
free bro, he swings his arm or reloads
broski got it poppin’ on freeflow
free bro, he swings his arm or reloads

[verse 4: dezzie]
opp block, masked up, no clown
king on your block, ay, p-ss that crown
broski said there’s opps around
so we started circling, going ’round and ’round
the ding-dong got sent impound
i pray that none of my prints gets found
this shotgun makes a very loud sound
if bro got beef anywhere, i’m down
t house, trap game on fleek
trappy two fours, man do it all week
.32 b, i need a moment like meek
fly ot, come back and repeat
swing my blade, push a rambo deep
bruck this .44, fill it up with sweets
c-ck it back, make a opp boy skeet
peak, now let’s watch this p-ssyhole leak

[verse 5: bandokay]
rambo fights, i ain’t leaving my bruce
stand my ground, if it’s that then it’s that
swinging my blade and put it to use
my little bro acts too loose
t dot, yt love cruise
and tek’ man’s stuff, get caught by the blues
it was me that day in the two’s
with my broski lz and shooters juice

[verse 6: dezzie]
yo, i was facing life in prison
in the dock i could’ve got a bird, no pigeon
guards finna had me basic living
but little did they know, i had a spare television
snitching ain’t part of my religion
no comment, what a great decision
my marjay keeps saying i don’t listen
cah i constantly take out a knife out her kitchen

- ofb lyrics

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