Yung Drippy - ERASE YOUR SOCIAL Lyrics

No I walk with that bag on me
Bad bih wit a fat ass and you know she calling me dad only
I don't want that girl cause she's boring and she's mad lonely
Yes roll up that gas brodie, you don't even gotta ask for me
She throw it back like Tom Brady, I ain't have to find another one
I might shoot em with my brother's gun, in the trap house we have a bunch of fun
Drippy Dri nigga I'm the one
My life is over ,it's dead it's done
Brodie is dead he's gone, all of my friends they ain't living to long
All of my friends they stuck in the grave, bad bih so I'm pulling her braids
Run up on me nigga you get sprayed
I don't give a fuck 'bout your days
If you want smoke I could give you some haze, we stacking chips like Lays
Brodie down bad gotta flip up the page, I'm getting money in so many ways, aye
Watchu gon do with that K? Pull out that Choppa aim it at your face
He wanted some smoke so we gave em lace
They call me Yung Drippy Dri I'm the king of the human race, bad lil bitch gimme lil taste
Free Big Tito he just caught a case
No I walk with that bag on me
Bad bih wit a fat ass and you know she calling me dad only
I don't want that girl cause she's boring and she's mad lonely
Yes roll up that gas brodie, you don't even gotta ask for me
She throw it back like Tom Brady, I ain't have to find another one
I might shoot em with my brother's gun, in the trap house we have a bunch of fun
Drippy Dri nigga I'm the one
My life is over ,it's dead it's done
Brodie is dead he's gone, all of my friends they ain't living to long

No I walk with that bag on me
Bad bih wit a fat ass and you know she calling me dad only
I don't want that girl cause she's boring and she's mad lonely
Yes roll up that gas brodie, you don't even gotta ask for me
She throw it back like Tom Brady, I ain't have to find another one
I might shoot em with my brother's gun, in the trap house we have a bunch of fun
Drippy Dri nigga I'm the one
My life is over ,it's dead it's done
Brodie is dead he's gone, all of my friends they ain't living to long
All of my friends they stuck in the grave, bad bih so I'm pulling her braids
Run up on me nigga you get sprayed
I don't give a fuck 'bout your days
If you want smoke I could give you some haze, we stacking chips like Lays
Brodie down bad gotta flip up the page, I'm getting money in so many ways, aye
Watchu gon do with that K? Pull out that Choppa aim it at your face
He wanted some smoke so we gave em lace
They call me Yung Drippy Dri I'm the king of the human race, bad lil bitch gimme lil taste
Free Big Tito he just caught a case
No I walk with that bag on me
Bad bih wit a fat ass and you know she calling me dad only
I don't want that girl cause she's boring and she's mad lonely
Yes roll up that gas brodie, you don't even gotta ask for me
She throw it back like Tom Brady, I ain't have to find another one
I might shoot em with my brother's gun, in the trap house we have a bunch of fun
Drippy Dri nigga I'm the one
My life is over ,it's dead it's done
Brodie is dead he's gone, all of my friends they ain't living to long