My Fault (Julianey)
My Fault (Julianey)

Yung Drippy - My Fault (Julianey) Lyrics

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My Fault (Julianey) Lyrics

I tried giving you the world, and that was my fault
Broke and lonely, now I'm drowning in this Tylenol
And I remember when that boy said he was my dog
That's when I realized that my shorty wasn't mine at all
But I do not care, I'ma run to the money, cause money can only make me happy
Brodie down bad, pull up in a taxi
Nigga I'm going through it, why you laughing
I met a bad lil' bitch named Julianey
I'm trying to run all this shit up for my granny
And I feel like one day I'ma get a Grammy
Baby girl, why you wearing panties
And my Glock got a dick just like a tranny
You don't wanna see what's in this fanny
I'm making money for my family
You say you making money, nigga barely
And I love my mama, she so caring
You ain't got drip like what you wearing
I'm in the hood just like Wayne Perry
All this shit that I seen, this shit so scary
I miss bro I remember that night when you died
I was up in my room, I ain't cry
You say you love me lil' bitch why you lie, all you doing is wasting my time
I never knew selling dope was a crime
Brodie down, told him pour up a line
I'm sippin' Wockhardt lean, this ain't wine
And I just know that one day I'ma shine
I tried giving you the world, and that was my fault
Broke and lonely, now I'm drowning in this Tylenol
And I remember when that boy said he was my dog
That's when I realized that my shorty wasn't mine at all
But I do not care, I'ma run to the money, cause money can only make me happy
Brodie down bad, pull up in a taxi
Nigga I'm going through it, why you laughing
I met a bad lil' bitch named Julianey
I'm trying to run all this shit up for my granny
And I feel like one day I'ma get a Grammy
Baby girl, why you wearing panties

I tried giving you the world, and that was my fault
Broke and lonely, now I'm drowning in this Tylenol
And I remember when that boy said he was my dog
That's when I realized that my shorty wasn't mine at all
But I do not care, I'ma run to the money, cause money can only make me happy
Brodie down bad, pull up in a taxi
Nigga I'm going through it, why you laughing
I met a bad lil' bitch named Julianey
I'm trying to run all this shit up for my granny
And I feel like one day I'ma get a Grammy
Baby girl, why you wearing panties
And my Glock got a dick just like a tranny
You don't wanna see what's in this fanny
I'm making money for my family
You say you making money, nigga barely
And I love my mama, she so caring
You ain't got drip like what you wearing
I'm in the hood just like Wayne Perry
All this shit that I seen, this shit so scary
I miss bro I remember that night when you died
I was up in my room, I ain't cry
You say you love me lil' bitch why you lie, all you doing is wasting my time
I never knew selling dope was a crime
Brodie down, told him pour up a line
I'm sippin' Wockhardt lean, this ain't wine
And I just know that one day I'ma shine
I tried giving you the world, and that was my fault
Broke and lonely, now I'm drowning in this Tylenol
And I remember when that boy said he was my dog
That's when I realized that my shorty wasn't mine at all
But I do not care, I'ma run to the money, cause money can only make me happy
Brodie down bad, pull up in a taxi
Nigga I'm going through it, why you laughing
I met a bad lil' bitch named Julianey
I'm trying to run all this shit up for my granny
And I feel like one day I'ma get a Grammy
Baby girl, why you wearing panties

Writer(s): Ben Nkwantah
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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