Duvy - Drip Talk lyrics
[Duvy - Drip Talk lyrics]
(Ooh, J Mak)
It's Duvy, yeah
We W We on a mission, gotta stick to the code
Me and my bro, know how it goes
New bitch, and you know how that goes
She gotta go, head to the road
Phone call, pocket
Soft shit, lock it
I don't do nonsense, meet me at the back
Narcotics
Shawty on me, b-b-broski with me
B-Bad bitch, I call her glizzy
She by my side, lil' cutie
Trap all day, gotta get to the cash
JS he blast, I'm smoking the gas
Can't stop me when I focus, in bag
Don't care if he's right
Just know that he mad
Don't care if he's right
Just know that he mad
I do not fight, pop at your man
Shawty ain't nice, know that she bad
Brother want smoke of the gas
Trap in them hallways
All day just tryna make couple bands
We done run laps for the cash
I done hit bitch with no hands
They be two faced, two faced, yeah yeah
Ain't any of my mans
I got two hitters with me
Bet they shoot like a champ
40 and a thot, yeah, she bless
Baby, I don't pop me no Xans
We drop battery in the glass
17 gang, we a camp
We W We on a mission, gotta stick to the code
Me and my bro, know how it goes
New bitch, and you know how that goes
She gotta go, head to the road
Phone call, pocket
Soft shit, lock it
I don't do nonsense, meet me at the back
Narcotics
Shawty on me, b-b-broski with me
B-Bad bitch, I call her glizzy
She by my side, lil' cutie
Trap all day, gotta get to the cash
JS he blast, I'm smoking the gas
Can't stop me when I focus, in bag
Don't care if he's right
Just know that he mad
It's Duvy, yeah
We W We on a mission, gotta stick to the code
Me and my bro, know how it goes
New bitch, and you know how that goes
She gotta go, head to the road
Phone call, pocket
Soft shit, lock it
I don't do nonsense, meet me at the back
Narcotics
Shawty on me, b-b-broski with me
B-Bad bitch, I call her glizzy
She by my side, lil' cutie
Trap all day, gotta get to the cash
JS he blast, I'm smoking the gas
Can't stop me when I focus, in bag
Don't care if he's right
Just know that he mad
Don't care if he's right
Just know that he mad
I do not fight, pop at your man
Shawty ain't nice, know that she bad
Brother want smoke of the gas
Trap in them hallways
All day just tryna make couple bands
We done run laps for the cash
I done hit bitch with no hands
They be two faced, two faced, yeah yeah
Ain't any of my mans
I got two hitters with me
Bet they shoot like a champ
40 and a thot, yeah, she bless
Baby, I don't pop me no Xans
We drop battery in the glass
17 gang, we a camp
We W We on a mission, gotta stick to the code
Me and my bro, know how it goes
New bitch, and you know how that goes
She gotta go, head to the road
Phone call, pocket
Soft shit, lock it
I don't do nonsense, meet me at the back
Narcotics
Shawty on me, b-b-broski with me
B-Bad bitch, I call her glizzy
She by my side, lil' cutie
Trap all day, gotta get to the cash
JS he blast, I'm smoking the gas
Can't stop me when I focus, in bag
Don't care if he's right
Just know that he mad