Yung Drippy - One More Chance Lyrics

Yeah
Just give me one more chance
You know I love when you come around and start to dance
I got so much hunnids I can't fit them in my pants
Brodie in the field sending bullets, Trey Lance
You always tryna doubt yourself but I know that you can though
My brother copped that new whip, we treat it like a Lambo
I was always time to ball hard like Julius Randle
All my shit is flames, light it up just like a candle
You living life but you ain't living it right
Youngin creeping in them bushes like a thief in the night
And I been tryna spread the love cause we don't beef, we don't fight
This bitch steady acting petty, she be getting me tight
But I know that it's gon' be alright
It ain't no loved ones in sight
In the booth I'm right
We gon' shine like a light
I put the wok in the Sprite
We all eating nigga take a bite
Shorty wanna pop out to the islands take her on a flight
And bitch don't say you love me, you don't love me
I remember back in seventh grade when I was ugly
Bitches used to curve me, used to play me, used to dub me
Now I'm paying for the same bitches nails so who the dummy
And I know that them boys over there was sweet like some gummies
On the block, hustling, struggling, hungry
Now I'm putting all my name buzzing like a bumblebee
And I don't know who told you all that bullshit but it wasn't me
Baby come have fun with me
Baby come and sip this glass of fine wine
Ruth Chris, Benihana , we gon' fine dine
Sometimes I think back to myself like why you wasting time
Bro thought he was safe until he seen me peeping through the blinds
I would never let you try to take something I knew was mine
The way that I be balling I should start pulling up to Rico Hines
Fall in love with pretty girls and you gon' see how you get lined
Hope told me to focus and keep on working, I promise you I'm trying

Yeah
Just give me one more chance
You know I love when you come around and start to dance
I got so much hunnids I can't fit them in my pants
Brodie in the field sending bullets, Trey Lance
You always tryna doubt yourself but I know that you can though
My brother copped that new whip, we treat it like a Lambo
I was always time to ball hard like Julius Randle
All my shit is flames, light it up just like a candle
You living life but you ain't living it right
Youngin creeping in them bushes like a thief in the night
And I been tryna spread the love cause we don't beef, we don't fight
This bitch steady acting petty, she be getting me tight
But I know that it's gon' be alright
It ain't no loved ones in sight
In the booth I'm right
We gon' shine like a light
I put the wok in the Sprite
We all eating nigga take a bite
Shorty wanna pop out to the islands take her on a flight
And bitch don't say you love me, you don't love me
I remember back in seventh grade when I was ugly
Bitches used to curve me, used to play me, used to dub me
Now I'm paying for the same bitches nails so who the dummy
And I know that them boys over there was sweet like some gummies
On the block, hustling, struggling, hungry
Now I'm putting all my name buzzing like a bumblebee
And I don't know who told you all that bullshit but it wasn't me
Baby come have fun with me
Baby come and sip this glass of fine wine
Ruth Chris, Benihana , we gon' fine dine
Sometimes I think back to myself like why you wasting time
Bro thought he was safe until he seen me peeping through the blinds
I would never let you try to take something I knew was mine
The way that I be balling I should start pulling up to Rico Hines
Fall in love with pretty girls and you gon' see how you get lined
Hope told me to focus and keep on working, I promise you I'm trying