Yung Drippy - Facade 4 Lyrics

Okay Joe that's fye! (Yeahh yeah)
Shybalenci (It's a facade)
(It's a facade)
(Niggas living all they life, it's a facade)
(Niggas living all they life, it's a facade)
(It's a facade)
(It's a facade)
Niggas live they life, it's a facade
Dressed all white, she like "what's God?"
Met this bitch on Skype, she's a tuff broad
I was down bad that night I ain't have one rod
Niggas cappin on his fit but I still fuck with Rodney
I was fuckin in that bitch and I ain't tell her sorry
4LEXAN fucked up the lyrics he Cody Nani
And every time I start a wave niggas try to copy
I got that drip I feel like Ric Flair
He was blowing my phone, but why his bitch here?
If you make one false we got them sticks near
He said he going to the top, bitch I been there
Brodie pull up with a fro but this ain't thick hair
I think T done did 4 he still got 6 years
He tryn apologize I knew it wasn't sincere
OG told me hop up off that porch I had to face my fears
OG told me hop up off that porch I had to get a bag
They ask me why I'm in the Stu I do it for my dad
When shorty left I was confused cuz that shit made me sad
And I ain't even try to force cuz I knew it wouldn't last
I'm fuckin my future plans cuz I'm stuck in the past
I broke my heart so many times I think I need a cast
I let my youngin take some flics inside the whip but just don't push the gas
And you could drive it if you want just don't forget to ask
And I still got a big whip big wrist, pull up a thick bitch
Shorty playin games this ain't no madden ain't no hit stick
Back in 7th grade I was doing tricks on my rip stick
Have you ever met a bad bitch that ain't got no lip stick
I pass bro the puff bar he take 2 hits like rip rip
My mama told me make it far but just don't slip/trip
I still clutch the heat wit no hesitation like I'm slick ric
I can't stand alone when I'm on that block because that shit brick
(Wait hold up lil bro) Brodie watch out for that backdoor
You think I'm playin I really used to wear my dads clothes
For 3 months I ain't drop no songs I hit a plateau
My name was still Lil Drip when I had a Afro
These bitches thinkin they all dat they just some bad hoes
I knew that nigga was a rat cuz he gotta fat nose
And we don't fuck with Travis Scott we don't do no Astro
Bro said he was boutta sip some green let me know how that goes
I ballin hard I feel Reida
I be sippin purple I ain't talking bout Mineta
Mix the Wockhardt with Nutella
I be singing songs like that white bitch named Ella
D&G cologne you wanna smell us?
BMW I8 with the red guts look like ketchup
Off that fentanyl my knees start to swell up
Why you lying? You could just tell us
Niggas live they life, it's a facade
Dressed all white, she like "what's God?"
Met this bitch on Skype, she's a tuff broad
I was down bad that night I ain't have one rod
Niggas cappin on his fit but I still fuck with Rodney
I was fuckin in that bitch and I ain't tell her sorry
4LEXAN fucked up the lyrics he Cody Nani
And every time I start a wave niggas try to copy
I got that drip I feel like Ric Flair
He was blowing my phone, but why his bitch here?
If you make one false we got them sticks near
He said he going to the top, bitch I been there
Brodie pull up with a fro but this ain't thick hair
I think T done did 4 he still got 6 years
He tryn apologize I knew it wasn't sincere
OG told me hop up off that porch I had to face my fears

Okay Joe that's fye! (Yeahh yeah)
Shybalenci (It's a facade)
(It's a facade)
(Niggas living all they life, it's a facade)
(Niggas living all they life, it's a facade)
(It's a facade)
(It's a facade)
Niggas live they life, it's a facade
Dressed all white, she like "what's God?"
Met this bitch on Skype, she's a tuff broad
I was down bad that night I ain't have one rod
Niggas cappin on his fit but I still fuck with Rodney
I was fuckin in that bitch and I ain't tell her sorry
4LEXAN fucked up the lyrics he Cody Nani
And every time I start a wave niggas try to copy
I got that drip I feel like Ric Flair
He was blowing my phone, but why his bitch here?
If you make one false we got them sticks near
He said he going to the top, bitch I been there
Brodie pull up with a fro but this ain't thick hair
I think T done did 4 he still got 6 years
He tryn apologize I knew it wasn't sincere
OG told me hop up off that porch I had to face my fears
OG told me hop up off that porch I had to get a bag
They ask me why I'm in the Stu I do it for my dad
When shorty left I was confused cuz that shit made me sad
And I ain't even try to force cuz I knew it wouldn't last
I'm fuckin my future plans cuz I'm stuck in the past
I broke my heart so many times I think I need a cast
I let my youngin take some flics inside the whip but just don't push the gas
And you could drive it if you want just don't forget to ask
And I still got a big whip big wrist, pull up a thick bitch
Shorty playin games this ain't no madden ain't no hit stick
Back in 7th grade I was doing tricks on my rip stick
Have you ever met a bad bitch that ain't got no lip stick
I pass bro the puff bar he take 2 hits like rip rip
My mama told me make it far but just don't slip/trip
I still clutch the heat wit no hesitation like I'm slick ric
I can't stand alone when I'm on that block because that shit brick
(Wait hold up lil bro) Brodie watch out for that backdoor
You think I'm playin I really used to wear my dads clothes
For 3 months I ain't drop no songs I hit a plateau
My name was still Lil Drip when I had a Afro
These bitches thinkin they all dat they just some bad hoes
I knew that nigga was a rat cuz he gotta fat nose
And we don't fuck with Travis Scott we don't do no Astro
Bro said he was boutta sip some green let me know how that goes
I ballin hard I feel Reida
I be sippin purple I ain't talking bout Mineta
Mix the Wockhardt with Nutella
I be singing songs like that white bitch named Ella
D&G cologne you wanna smell us?
BMW I8 with the red guts look like ketchup
Off that fentanyl my knees start to swell up
Why you lying? You could just tell us
Niggas live they life, it's a facade
Dressed all white, she like "what's God?"
Met this bitch on Skype, she's a tuff broad
I was down bad that night I ain't have one rod
Niggas cappin on his fit but I still fuck with Rodney
I was fuckin in that bitch and I ain't tell her sorry
4LEXAN fucked up the lyrics he Cody Nani
And every time I start a wave niggas try to copy
I got that drip I feel like Ric Flair
He was blowing my phone, but why his bitch here?
If you make one false we got them sticks near
He said he going to the top, bitch I been there
Brodie pull up with a fro but this ain't thick hair
I think T done did 4 he still got 6 years
He tryn apologize I knew it wasn't sincere
OG told me hop up off that porch I had to face my fears