Dripset - Long.Live.Dripset Lyrics

Ode
Too many drugs ima ode
Hang with a couple of homies
Passing the rock like Ginobli
Christian Dior if she holy
Bottega if she gon go with the team
45 grip and it came with a beam
1 of 1 drip this shit looking clean
Yeah we like that
We don't fight back
Grip on me, if I up it now who gon fight that
Yeah we like that
We don't fight back
Grip on me, if I up it now who gon fight that
Flock out the whip
Why would I put my time in a bitch
Call up the gang hit stains on a lick
Team go shoot don't play for the Knicks
Opps can't score shit 30 to 6
Pass to my bro I know he won't miss
J.J Watt, put him on a blitz
He gon do it, uh
He gon get it done
Been had, niggas on my wave before 21
Been had, niggas on my side like my mother's son
Been had, niggas with the 9 that'll make you run
Yeah, uh
Yeah we'll pop his top, uh
Yeah we'll make it rock, uh
Yeah we hit the
Yeah we hit the block, uh
Baddie giving bop, uh
Got the game on lock, uh
Keep a couple
Keep a couple mops
Ode
Too many drugs ima ode
Hang with a couple of homies
Passing the rock like Ginobli
Christian Dior if she holy
Bottega if she gon go with the team
45 grip and it came with a beam
1 of 1 drip this shit looking clean
Yeah we like that
We don't fight back
Grip on me, if I up it now who gon fight that
Yeah we like that
We don't fight back
Grip on me, if I up it now who gon fight that
I be that jiggy motherfucker, uh
I be that jiggy motherfucker, uh
Yonkers what I repping, uh
Told em quit the bitching we gon make it in a second
Oh
Oh
Oh
I can't feel my face, uh
Too high outta space, uh
She gon come back to my place, uh
She like baby I can't wait, uh
Off the drugs she give me faith, uh
Her favorite song she gon feel it in the base, uh
Perfect timing yeah a nigga never late, uh
Shit I'm living yeah these niggas can't relate, uh
All about myself, uh
With my brothers and we trynna get some wealth, uh
Secret service way my niggas move with stealth, uh
Bout my green I ain't talking bout my health, uh
Bout my green I ain't talking bout my
She a fashion killa way that hoe be getting fresh
Yeah she love a nigga let me leave it on her chest
If she moving right, all them hoes is getting left

Ode
Too many drugs ima ode
Hang with a couple of homies
Passing the rock like Ginobli
Christian Dior if she holy
Bottega if she gon go with the team
45 grip and it came with a beam
1 of 1 drip this shit looking clean
Yeah we like that
We don't fight back
Grip on me, if I up it now who gon fight that
Yeah we like that
We don't fight back
Grip on me, if I up it now who gon fight that
Flock out the whip
Why would I put my time in a bitch
Call up the gang hit stains on a lick
Team go shoot don't play for the Knicks
Opps can't score shit 30 to 6
Pass to my bro I know he won't miss
J.J Watt, put him on a blitz
He gon do it, uh
He gon get it done
Been had, niggas on my wave before 21
Been had, niggas on my side like my mother's son
Been had, niggas with the 9 that'll make you run
Yeah, uh
Yeah we'll pop his top, uh
Yeah we'll make it rock, uh
Yeah we hit the
Yeah we hit the block, uh
Baddie giving bop, uh
Got the game on lock, uh
Keep a couple
Keep a couple mops
Ode
Too many drugs ima ode
Hang with a couple of homies
Passing the rock like Ginobli
Christian Dior if she holy
Bottega if she gon go with the team
45 grip and it came with a beam
1 of 1 drip this shit looking clean
Yeah we like that
We don't fight back
Grip on me, if I up it now who gon fight that
Yeah we like that
We don't fight back
Grip on me, if I up it now who gon fight that
I be that jiggy motherfucker, uh
I be that jiggy motherfucker, uh
Yonkers what I repping, uh
Told em quit the bitching we gon make it in a second
Oh
Oh
Oh
I can't feel my face, uh
Too high outta space, uh
She gon come back to my place, uh
She like baby I can't wait, uh
Off the drugs she give me faith, uh
Her favorite song she gon feel it in the base, uh
Perfect timing yeah a nigga never late, uh
Shit I'm living yeah these niggas can't relate, uh
All about myself, uh
With my brothers and we trynna get some wealth, uh
Secret service way my niggas move with stealth, uh
Bout my green I ain't talking bout my health, uh
Bout my green I ain't talking bout my
She a fashion killa way that hoe be getting fresh
Yeah she love a nigga let me leave it on her chest
If she moving right, all them hoes is getting left