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Young Dolph Album “Thinking Out Loud” (Stream & Download)





Young Dolph new album “Thinking Out Loud” is now available for streaming and download on Apple Music.

Dolph announced the project last week following his release from the hospital for gunshot wounds. The rapper decided to take full advantage of the extra publicity he is now getting as a result of getting shot last month. Aside from recovering from his injuries, Young Dolph finds himself in the studio to lay down some new tracks for his new mixtape “Thinking Out Loud.”

The project comes with 10 tracks and features Gucci Mane, DRAM, Ty Dolla $ign, and 2 Chainz as guest features. Among the production credits, you will find names like Zaytoven, Honorable C.N.O.T.E., Drumma, Mike WiLL Made-It, among others. The album comes on the heels of a shooting in Hollywood last month where Young Dolph was shot several times. An affiliate of Yo Gotti was arrested and charged with attempted murder.

Thinking Out Loud Tracklist:

1. “What’s the Deal” (prod. by DJ Squeeky)
2. “Pacific Ocean” (prod. by Teddy Walton, co-prod. by Aaron Bow)
3. “Point Across” (prod. by Zaytoven)
4. “Drippy” (prod. by Mike WiLL Made-It)
5. “Believe Me” (prod. by Cassius Jay)
6. “All of Mine” Feat. D.R.A.M. (prod. by OZ)
7. “Go Get Sum Mo” Feat. Gucci Mane, 2 Chainz & Ty Dolla $ign (prod. by Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
8. “Thinking Out Loud” (prod. by Buddha Bless)
9. “Eddie Cane” (prod. by Buddha Bless)
10 “While U Here” (prod. by Drumma Boy)




Gucci Mane Album “Mr. Davis” (Stream & Download)





Gucci Mane new album Mr. Davis is now available on iTunes/Apple Music and Spotify for streaming and download.

The highly anticipated project was originally set for a September 15th release date but was pushed back three weeks due to production setbacks. Gucci said in a previous interview with MTV that he had planned on dropping the album on October 17th, but then decided to drop it a bit early because that is the day that he is getting married. Nevertheless, his fans will be happy to get their hands on his new body of work early.

The album Mr. Davis comes with 17 tracks with four of them released before the album drop. So far this year Gucci Mane released “I Get the Bag” featuring Migos, “Curve” featuring The Weeknd, “Tone it Down” with Chris Brown, and “Make Love” which features a killer verse from Nicki Minaj. Elsewhere on the album you can find Big Sean on the single “Changed,” Monica on “We Ride,” ScHoolboy Q on “Lil Story,” Ty Dolla $ign on “Enormous,” Slim Jxmmi and Young Dolph on “Stunting Ain’t Nuthin,” Rico Love on “Miss My Woe,” and A$AP Rocky on the single “Jumped Out the Whip.” So you will find a lot of features on the album.

This is the second album from Gucci Mane this year after dropping the collaborative effort DropTopWop with Metro Boomin in May. That project saw some guest verses from 2 Chainz, Young Dolph, Rick Ross, and Offset. That project also earned Guwop some rave reviews for the shared content of the album. While you’re still bumping DropTopWop, you can now add Mr. Davis to your Gucci Mane playlist.

You can now stream and download the Mr. Davis on iTunes/Apple Music and Spotify below.

Check out the full tracklist for the album Mr. Davis.

1. “Work in Progress (Intro)
2. “Back On”
3. “I Get the Bag” – (feat. Migos)
4. “Stunting Ain’t Nuthin” – (feat. Slim Jxmmi & Young Dolph)
5. “Curve” – (feat. The Weeknd)
6. “Enormous” – (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)
7. “Members Only”
8. “Money Make Ya Handsome”
9. “Changed” – (feat. Big Sean)
10. “We Ride” – (feat. Monica)
11. “Lil Story” – (feat. ScHoolboy Q)
12. “Tone It Down” – (feat. Chris Brown)
13. “Make Love” – (feat. Nicki Minaj)
14. “Money Piling”
15. “Jumped Out the Whip” – (feat. A$AP Rocky)
16. “Miss My Woe” – (feat. Rico Love)
17. “Made It (Outro)”


Young Dolph Says He Is Still Bulletproof Set To Drop New Song


Young Dolph says he is still very much bulletproof as he recovers from getting shot last month and plots his musical comeback.

Maybe it’s full time that Young Dolph and Yo Gotti and whoever else is involved in that feud to sit down and chop things up and make peace. But that wish is a long shot. Dolph is still on his recovery bed and he is tweeting taking shots at whoever wants him dead. This is the second time that someone is firing shots at him in the last couple of months. Yet he is not taking heed.

“No fuk nixxa formed against me shall prosper!” Young Dolph tweeted while adding some dolphin emojis. The “100 Shots” rapper survived a drive-by shooting in February of this year. Over a hundred rounds of bullets were fired at an SUV that he was traveling in. Fortunately for him, the vehicle was bulletproof. But it seems like Dolph will be the next Yung Mazi if he doesn’t take some serious steps to protect his life.

One man is currently charged with attempted murder and rapper Yo Gotti was named as a person of interest and is cooperating with cops. Young Dolph was shot at least three times on September 26 in Hollywood, CA. He was hospitalized in critical condition but he pulled through and is currently recovering.

Sources say Young Dolph is currently working on a new single about getting shot five times and being bulletproof. Back in March, he released the single “100 Shots” in response to the drive-by shooting. He was lucky to have walked away from that as well as the most recent one, but hopefully, there won’t be a next time.

No fuk nixxa formed against me shall prosper! ?????

— its DOLPHHHHHH! (@YoungDolph) October 8, 2017

Where tf was yo shooters at

— Mr Ungrateful (@BOWC2) October 10, 2017

Yo Gotti on the Phone With Black Youngsta Rn pic.twitter.com/30kA5hFFrx

— Rob Don ?? (@In_MyGlory) October 8, 2017


Yo Gotti Wants By Police For Young Dolph Shooting


Yo Gotti is on police radar for Tuesday afternoon shooting of rival rapper Young Dolph.

Dolph was shot multiple times outside of the Shoe Palace at the famous Hollywood and Highland intersection. He is currently in hospital in critical condition. TMZ reported that cops have named Yo Gotti as a person of interest in the shooting. There is at least one person currently in custody who cops said is linked to the crime.

Sources say both Young Dolph and Gotti were staying at the Loews Hotel in Hollywood on Tuesday when their respective crews got into an argument outside. Shots were fired and everyone fled the scene. An eyewitness told police officers that the “Rake It Up” rapper was involved in the shooting incident.

In February of this year, Dolph was shot at in Charlotte while sitting in his SUV that turned out to be bulletproof. Blac Youngsta later turned himself in after police named him as a person of interest for that shooting where over a hundred rounds were fired at the vehicle. Youngsta is signed to Yo Gotti’s label and the two are friends.


100 shots – Young Dolph lyrics


Lyrics Young Dolph – 100 shots

Yeah, it’s Dolph
Hey, bring me some Backwoods up outta there, homie and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too, homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sittin’ outside the cornerstore
Six figure client, got no business in this area.(100 shots)

If it ain’t one thing, it’s a motherf*ckin’ ‘nother
We trapped together than that’s my motherf*ckin’ brother
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper
I f*cked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker
Everybody screamin’ gang gang gang
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang
She said can she f*ck me with my diamond chains?
If I ain’t in the bank, then I’m on the plane
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, yeah, then they pray for you to fall, hey
Young nigga stay focused versuri-lyrics.info
But I really want to crash
Think about where you at
Then think about your past
Yeah, I really came from s**t
But I won’t change for s**t
My b*tch say I’m stuck in my ways
My wrist say I been getting paiddd.

A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops (skrrt)
My role model used to get a hundred blocks (hey)
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob (yeah).

She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars (blow, blow)
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars (woo)
Your b*tch ate my d*ck, I caught her on them bars (Xanax)
My pinky ring extra large (yeah)
Foreigns all in the garage
Remember my first menage (yeah)
Yeah, Tori and Brittany (yup)
I’m shoppin’ for diamonds at Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)
No, I don’t got no sympathy (nah)
She blew my whistle like a referee (wet)
Broke black nigga, remember me? (Hey)
Until I found out that recipe (yeah, woo)
Started getting about ten a week (yeah)
Finger on the trigger when I sleep (yup)
Yeah, nigga, I rather you than me (yeah)
Backseat, smokin’ good weed (gelato).

A 100 shots, a hundred shots
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shots?

You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop (ayy, get out, bro)
Before you come through that back door you better knock (ayy, get the door)
They been waitin’ on this gangster s**t to drop (bulletproof)
Even them f*ck niggas that wish I could be stopped (hey, hey)
How many d*cks you sucked to get that couple million? (Hahaha)
Self made millionaire, oh what a feelin’ (yeah, yeah)
My niggas came from dealin’ (ayy)
f*ck nigga get out your feelings (ayy)
Your b*tch gave me sexual healin’ (woo)
Guess who just walked in the buildin’? (It’s Dolph)
Came out with six b*tches (wet)
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’ (uh)
You lookin’ for your b*tch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’ (nah)
I told you f*ck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen (stupid a*s niggas, yeah)
Big rocks, in my watch (hey, hey, in my watch)
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks.

A 100 shots, a 100 shots
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shotsss?
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Young Dolph – 100 Shots Lyrics


[Intro]
Yeah
It’s Dolph
Hey bring me some Backwoods up outta there homie, and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sitting outside the cornerstore
Six figure client got no business in this area

[Verse 1]
If it ain’t one thing it’s a motherfuckin’ ‘nother
We trapped together than that’s my motherfuckin’ brother
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper
I fucked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker
Everybody screaming gang gang gang
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang
She said can she fuck me with my diamond chains
If I ain’t in the bank then I’m on the plane
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, then they pray for you to fall
Young nigga stay focused
But I really want to crash
Think about where you at
Then think about your past
Yeah I really came from shit
But I won’t change for shit
My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways
My wrist say I been getting paid

[Refrain]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops
My role model used to get a hundred blocks
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob

[Verse 2]
She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars
Your bitch ate my dick, I caught her on them bars
My pinky ring extra large
Foreigns all in the garage, remember my first menage
Yeah, Tori and Brittany
I’m shopping for diamonds at Tiffany’s
No, I don’t got no sympathy
She blew my whistle like a referee
Broke black nigga, remember me?
Until I found out that recipe
Started getting about ten a week
Finger on the trigger when I sleep
Yeah nigga, I rather you than me
Backseat, smoking good weed

[Refrain]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?

[Verse 3]
You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop
Before you come through that back door you better knock
They been waiting on this gangster shit to drop
Even them fuck niggas that wish I could be stopped
How many dicks you sucked to get that couple million?
Self made millionaire, oh what a feeling
My niggas came from dealing
Fuck nigga get out your feelings
Your bitch gave me sexual healing
Guess who just walked in the building?
Came out with six bitches
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’
You looking for your bitch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’
I told you fuck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen
Big rocks in my watch
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks

[Refrain]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?


I pray for my enemies – Young Dolph lyrics


Lyrics Young Dolph – I pray for my enemies

I’m drankin’ lean and she drinkin’ Hennessey
Boujee b*tch with pornstar tendencies
I put her on a plane to come and visit me
Got time for her to go back, she don’t wanna leave
Already know my haters sick of me
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies
Trap nigga I came up ’bout sellin’ P’s.

I just left the trap, pulled up at her house
Now she in my lap, no panties under blouse
She say ‘hol’ up’, she want me watch her make it clap
You used to have a nigga she met me and pulled him out
You see a real trap nigga, b*tch on the map
I saw my first 100 pounds of weed and said ‘wow’
A 100 mill in ten years, now I’m thinkin’ right now
The last three years my main dawg been on the run
My lil’ nigga right here with me, he just made bond
She used to hold my palm, yes she my day one
And she f*ck me good ever since day one.

I’m drankin’ lean and she drinkin’ Hennessey
Boujee b*tch with pornstar tendencies
I put her on a plane to come and visit me
Got time for her to go back, she don’t want to leave
Already know my haters sick of me
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies
Trap nigga I came up ’bout sellin’ P’s.

I pray for my opps, my diamonds hopscotch
I feel like I’m in the movie Belly and I’m Ox
Just pulled up at the spot
Now look what I just got
I wake up in the morning and go buy my young nigga a drop
RIP J Money, free all my niggas on lock
They tried to do me like they did Kennedy
I ain’t mad at cha, I pray for my enemies
I learned how to weigh up dope, takin’ chemistry
2017 Dolph made history
All this f*cking swag on me came from Italy
I been doin’ this shit y’all niggas remember me.

I’m drankin’ lean and she drinkin’ Hennessey
Boujee b*tch with pornstar tendencies
I put her on a plane to come and visit me
Got time for her to go back, she don’t wanna leave
Already know my haters sick of me
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies
Trap nigga I came up ’bout sellin’ P’sss.
Young Dolph lyrics
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Run it up – Young Dolph lyrics


Lyrics Young Dolph – Run it up

Quit b*tchin’ nigga, run it up
run it up, run it up
Quit complainin’ nigga, run it up
run it up, run it up
Quit cryin’ nigga, run it up
run it up, run it upp
Quit b*tchin’ nigga, run it up
run it up, run it up.

You can’t kick it with me if you ain’t a hustla
You can’t smoke out with me, I heard you a busta
You lie too much so I can’t trust ya
You hangin’ with some f*ck niggas, so It’s motherf*ck ya, aye
I told my niggas we was gon’ get rich together
I told momma “momma we gon’ be rich forever”
I can’t f*ck with a nigga that don’t want shit
She get her own money, damn that’s my counter b*tch
The plug prices was too high so I crossed the map
He saw me flexin’ now he lookin’ awful now.

Quit b*tchin’ nigga, run it upp
run it upp, run it upp
Quit complainin’ nigga, run it upp
run it upp, run it upp
Quit cryin’ nigga, run it upp
run it upp, run it upp
Quit b*tchin’ nigga, run it upp
run it upp, run it upp.

While you was at the house with the b*tch cuddled up
I was on the block in the trap running it up
I can’t chase a b*tch, I’m chasing commas bruh
Real niggas see eye to eye and you not one of us
Real niggas we don’t make excuses versuri-lyrics.info
They say flipper he ain’t too hard, he abusive
When it comes to the trap shit, I just do it
Million dollar play, watch me execute it
I can’t sleep for too long, I might miss some
Trap phone start jumpin’ bout six some.

Quit b*tchin’ nigga, run it upp
run it upp, run it upp
Quit complainin’ nigga, run it upp
run it upp, run it upp
Quit cryin’ nigga, run it upp
run it upp, run it upp
Quit b*tchin’ nigga, run it upp
run it upp, run it upppp.

Young Dolph lyrics
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Meech – Young Dolph lyrics


Lyrics Young Dolph – Meech

Yea my bitch she bad, all my niggas rich.
I got work for cheap, damn I feel like meech.
Two tone wraith, on some big feet, I f*cked her to sleep.
B*tch I’m back in the street, mama put me out,
I’m straight out the trap,
Stuffed a hundred in a box and send it across the map.
I’m geeked up on than lean
Countin while you sleep.
Everybody eat damn I feel like meech.

My car don’t got a top, this money when I talk.
Got a beam on my glock and I’m drinkin roc.
Lil mama so fine I went up in that pus*y raw,
Then I f*cked her friend she said you a dog.
I heard they want me dead so I’m flexin even harder.
I pull in in that ferrari rocking alotta water.
F*ck the other side, it’s a homicide,
Numbers done lie, my trap on fire.
Everytime you see me I be lit as f*ck.
In the strip club throwin that sh*t up.
I feel like shawty lo, I’m the man
Two steppin countin paper thats my money dance.

Yea my bitch she bad, all my niggas rich.
I got work for cheap, damn I feel like meech.
Two tone wraith, on some big feet, I f*cked her to sleep.
B*tch I’m back in the street, mama put me out,
I’m straight out the trap,
Stuffed a hundred in a box and send it across the map.
I’m geeked up on than lean
Countin while you sleep.
Everybody eat damn I feel like meech.

Damn I feel like meech, I think we bmf,
Slamming all these pounds I need a championship belt
Pull up, pick up, pull out, drop out
Cough syrup, no cough, throw up.
Yea I come from a place where they don’t make it out,
Young nigga snoutin pills ready to take you out.
My b*tch bad and juicy
I wear Roberto Cavali every tuesday,
Manage wit her shippin for real,
I got ya b*tch skinny dippin at the crib.
I’m servin and countin, smokin ounces
I just made a place trap for 300k.
Young Dolph lyrics
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Drop it off – Young Dolph feat. Migos lyrics


Lyrics Young Dolph – Drop it off

Drop that sack off, drop the racks off
Bad b*tch in my car, takin’ her panties off
We know you real soft, that’s real talk (real talk)
This is for my niggas that get them birds off (yeah yeah)
I know I got them people on my coattail (12)
If you ain’t getting no money
I wish you well (go get the money)
I’m havin’ too much traffic, neighbors don’t tell
I gotta put you down by my clientele.(drop it off)

Clientele jumpin’ think I’m on to somethin’
I never had nothin’, that’s why I’m always stuntin’
My right hand man was .. when nobody wasn’t
You ever seen three million in cash nigga, in all hundreds
Shut the spot down I smell the drug task coming
Throw away all the phones, uh
I got rich off strong, yeah
If you take care of your family then you’re my type of nigga
I might sit down and trap and count some millions with you (woah) .. Can’t do nothing with a broke hoe
Can’t trust a nigga cause where I come from they cut throat
You play ball, sell weed, or you cooking dope (which one)
If it ain’t bout big money, then I ain’t who you lookin’ for.

Drop that sack off, drop the racks off
Takin’ her panties off
We know you real soft, yeah that’s real talk
This for my niggas get them birds off
I know I got them people on my coattail (12)
If you ain’t getting money wish you well (go get the money)
I’m havin’ too much traffic, neighbors don’t tell (aye, pull up)
I gotta put you down by my clientele.

Colasso, Gelato
Neighbors knockin’ at my door askin’ what’s that loud smell? (Cookie)
Draco, aimin’ at my peephole (peephole)
Ain’t bout no violence, they gon’ tell, quick to call 12
Dribble the ball, bale, we sellin’ the raw, shells
He poppin’ that lame shit
The chopper shoot like it’s a ball player
Give me the pot, give me the pot, and I bet I turn it to paste
Who call the shots, who talk on wires?
I bet I turn em to waste
I keep the fire, Michael Myers
I’m in the dark, connivin’
Osama Bin Laden, under the ground plottin’
Smokin’ on poison ivy, bricks in a porta-potty (bricks)
When I’m with Dolph we slidin’.

Drop that sack off, drop the racks off
Bad b*tch in my car, takin’ her panties off
We know you real soft, that’s real talk (real talk)
This is for my niggas that get them birds off (yeahhh yeahhh)
I know I got them people on my coattail (12)
If you ain’t getting no money
I wish you well (go get the money)
I’m havin’ too much traffic, neighbors don’t tell (aye, pull up)
I gotta put you down by my clienteleee.(drop it off)
Young Dolph lyrics
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Famous Dex – Drip From My Walk (Remix) Lyrics


[Intro: Famous Dex]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, everybody keep asking me how I get the drip. How I get drip this? How I get drippy that? How I get drip that? How I be fly this? How I be fucking bitches that? They say how I got all the drip? But look

[Hook: Famous Dex]
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
(Drippy, Drippy)
I get the drip from my walk

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
I get the drip from my walk
My baby she come from up north
My money, it come from the vault
I’m smoking on dope like Young Dolph
We touch the plug down for the cough
Im sippin’ on lean till I fall
My diamonds they shine, they Rick Ross
I hop in the foreign, get lost
(Oh Man Goddamn)
2 bitches they calling me drippy
I fuck them and then we get drippy
My 30, it shoot, Scottie Pippen
Im sippin’ on lean till I’m sleepy
I pop me 2 pills I get geeky
I got a lil bitch her name Kiki
I think that lil bitch Puerto Rican
She chill at my crib for the weekend
3 grams in my Wood like a boss
My diamonds they shine with a floss
My foreign it float like a ghost
I hop in that bitch and get lost
My money is starting to get tall
I walk in the mall buy it all
My drippy it came in the sauce
I get the drip from my walk

[Hook: Famous Dex]
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
(Drippy, Drippy)
I get the drip from my walk

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Run Ricky
Straight neck, I don’t do the hickeys
Nigga stupid if he try to stick me
Leave a pussy nigga drippy-drippy
Aw man, fuck it up
All my young niggas they run it up
Can’t leave the room till we add it up
Bag it up, I get that drip from my sister
I get that speed from the fisker
Old heads lookin’ at Boat like the sinister
Young niggas look at Lil Boat like the minister
Just made a 30 while fucking on Jennifer
Dex and Lil Boat, we go way back
Niggas where fools go A-Track
If I bring you a four I need eight back, drippy-drippy
Boat so young she had to hit up Ricky
Dripping sauce, feel it in your kidneys
Young nigga had a real epiphany
Before a nigga had a mili
And I ball like a player
Got a Benz in my lair
These niggas want me to flip flop
In her throat like a cough drop

[Hook: Famous Dex]
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
(Drippy, Drippy)
I get the drip from my walk


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