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sticking to the script - ty van lyrics

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[pre hook: thekidbigty]

in my drip…they can’t get a grip, watch me hop up in the frog…then i take a dip, see your girl it’s wrap…she can be my gift, and we both acting up…sticking to the script

[verse 1: ty van]

well it’s the kid uh, where should i begin…small d-ck n-gga yeah opposite big…no the f-ck he didn’t um yes i f-cking did, girls know i got the juice so they tryna get a swig

oh that’s your bae tell her that i say hey, he don’t know it but my nuts was in her mouth like pay day, yeah b-tch you f-cking right i hit it first like ray jay, i was all up in her guts yeah she was my bay bay

but right now it’s f-ck her like donald trump…put her in a slump…put her all up in my bars…like n-ggas sharing bunks, b-tch you stabbed in me the back…so i had to front, i don’t trip i can get her when i want b-tch n-gga

[hook: ty van]

i got swag in my drip…they can’t get a grip, watch me hop up in the frog…then i take a dip, see your girl it’s wrap…she can be my gift, and we both acting up…sticking to the script (repeat)

[verse 2: 300rez]

coupe same color mayonnaise, diamonds dancing like cascade, swag sharpe need a band aids, i wrote this verse with my ole lady, 5 rings like tom brady…d-mn i need one more…4pf like lil baby

shirt vesace, food hibachi, arch that back challenge, my girl do pilates…i go to the mall and spend it, i brought the whip it ain’t rented, i gave ‘em 2k to tint it

yeah 300 lbs of swag…the drip contagious, anywhere high end ain’t sh-t out dated…i’m on the track with big ty, been dripping since junior high she wanna f-ck idk why

[hook: ty van]

i got swag in my drip…they can’t get a grip, watch me hop up in the frog…then i take a dip, see your girl it’s wrap…she can be my gift, and we both acting up…sticking to the script (repeat)

[verse 3: dk guwop]

new ballenciagas, same color lobster, and i know i’m blessed…cause i got creflo dollars, i put some snakes in my collar, i just might race the impala, sh-t i dropped out of school but at the bank i’m a scholar

beep, beep, beep beep, beep money counter, on the counter, rubbers on the dresser, put the p-ssy in a stretcher, last name hefner, f-ck her so right then i left her

okay take my picture, busting down the swisher, la like derrick fisher, bust a nut i don’t miss her, clean it up with a tissue, i take off like a missile, baby girl that’s my only mission

[hook: ty van]

i got swag in my drip…they can’t get a grip, watch me hop up in the frog…then i take a dip, see your girl it’s wrap…she can be my gift, and we both acting up…sticking to the script (repeat)

- ty van lyrics

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