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Lyrify.me

Drippin Again by Poundside Pop Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

[Intro]
Yeah, don't play ’bout my partner (Yeah)
Don't play 'bout my partner (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don’t play 'bout that guap (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ZooGang, yeah, with the ZooGang, yeah
2500, ya dig?

[Chorus]
I'm dripping again (Yeah), dripping again, dripping again (Dripping again)
I'm whipping a Benz (I'm whippin' that), yeah, fuck on that bitch, on her and her friends (Her and her friends), yeah
Pop, I'm the man (Man), yeah, I'm trippin’ again, I’m trippin' again (I’m trippin' again)
That Glock in my hand (My hand), yeah, I'm with my friends, we trippin' again, yeah

[Verse 1]
You won’t understand (You won't understand), yeah
I keep losing my friends, uh, yeah, you won't understand, yeah, wait
I'm with the Zoo 'til the end, free all my dogs in the pen'
We rockin' out like a band, yeah
I gotta stick to the plan, ah, man, I be chasin' a check, yeah
These niggas chasin' a chick, ah, man, no, I don't understand, yeah
I got that Glock in my hand, yeah, my niggas pop on demand, yeah
We'll come pop at your friends, yeah, I'm gettin' money with my friends
I'ma be be makin' it rain
I just be making these hits
These bitches be takin the dick
She suck the dicky the best
And this lil bitch she can scam
Yeah she be takin the drip
& i be dripping again
Remember i didn't have shit
[Chorus]
I'm dripping again (Yeah), dripping again, dripping again (Dripping again)
I'm whipping a Benz (I'm whippin' that), yeah, fuck on that bitch, on her and her friends (Her and her friends), yeah
Pop, I'm the man (Man), yeah, I'm trippin' again, I'm trippin' again (I'm trippin' again)
That Glock in my hand (My hand), yeah, I'm with my friends, we trippin' again, yeah

Remember when i couldn't get fresh
Now a young nigga best dressed
When ya girl see me yeah it make her wet
I got her dripping again
She tryna give me a lil sex
I hit it i got her obsessed
I passed that bitch like a test
Young nigga come thru a I flex, bitches be breakin they neck
I put that bitch on her head
Psp cashin them checks
I fly like a bird in a nest
These bitches be digging my drip
& my brodie he gone let it rip
Guaranteed he come through with that mac
And these bitches they know imma mac
Fuckin that bitch no strings attached
Sellin work give the fiends a batch
Pop when you dropping yeah we need that crack
Young nigga hot yeah they fiend for that
On the northside where the fiends was at
I was stacking that money i was stacking them racks
Riding with a bad bitch yeah you knew that
[Chorus]
I'm dripping again (Yeah), dripping again, dripping again (Dripping again)
I'm whipping a Benz (I'm whippin' that), yeah, fuck on that bitch, on her and her friends (Her and her friends), yeah
Pop, I'm the man (Man), yeah, I'm trippin' again, I'm trippin' again (I'm trippin' again)
That Glock in my hand (My hand), yeah, I'm with my friends, we trippin' again, yeah