Yung Drippy - Something About You Lyrics

It's something bout the way you dress
Something bout the way you move your hips on the dance floor you the best
Mama always used to drop me off to play with Uncle Peter and Ignes
We ain't never had no money but we also never worried bout no stress
Cause we was never stressed
I met a bad bitch, she the best
But let me put you to the test
Talk down and my youngin' backing out the tech
And we gon' aim it at your neck
I only wanted one check
I'ma get it one day, oh
Bitch said she love me, I know that you don't
So then why did you lie to me bro
Bro got a chop and it came with a scope
Where did he get it from? I don't know
I can't trust no freak bitch, she a hoe
But I could still fuck that shorty on the low
New opp in a pack
We gon' send that shit back to Haiti and Russia
Keep it on me, don't lack
I can never forget what they did to my cousin
Light-skinned bitch, said she don't got no husband
Seven six twos, they gon' get to drumming, drumming, oh
I know it hurts, I lost my brody, my brody
He stuck in the dirt, and I just wanted him to hold me
Put that boy on a shirt, and that's for talkin' to the police
So don't try to act like you owe me, you don't
It's something bout the way you dress
Something bout the way you move your hips on the dance floor you the best
Mama always used to drop me off to play with Uncle Peter and Ignes
We ain't never had no money but we also never worried bout no stress
Cause we was never stressed
I met a bad bitch, she the best
But let me put you to the test
Talk down and my youngin' backing out the tech
And we gon' aim it at your neck
I only wanted one check
I'ma get it one day, oh
Yeah
One day, oh
One day, hey, yeah
Oh, come down, Vanni, G-Dot
Oh, miss you, love you, want you
To come back
Come back
Come back
Come back
Come back

It's something bout the way you dress
Something bout the way you move your hips on the dance floor you the best
Mama always used to drop me off to play with Uncle Peter and Ignes
We ain't never had no money but we also never worried bout no stress
Cause we was never stressed
I met a bad bitch, she the best
But let me put you to the test
Talk down and my youngin' backing out the tech
And we gon' aim it at your neck
I only wanted one check
I'ma get it one day, oh
Bitch said she love me, I know that you don't
So then why did you lie to me bro
Bro got a chop and it came with a scope
Where did he get it from? I don't know
I can't trust no freak bitch, she a hoe
But I could still fuck that shorty on the low
New opp in a pack
We gon' send that shit back to Haiti and Russia
Keep it on me, don't lack
I can never forget what they did to my cousin
Light-skinned bitch, said she don't got no husband
Seven six twos, they gon' get to drumming, drumming, oh
I know it hurts, I lost my brody, my brody
He stuck in the dirt, and I just wanted him to hold me
Put that boy on a shirt, and that's for talkin' to the police
So don't try to act like you owe me, you don't
It's something bout the way you dress
Something bout the way you move your hips on the dance floor you the best
Mama always used to drop me off to play with Uncle Peter and Ignes
We ain't never had no money but we also never worried bout no stress
Cause we was never stressed
I met a bad bitch, she the best
But let me put you to the test
Talk down and my youngin' backing out the tech
And we gon' aim it at your neck
I only wanted one check
I'ma get it one day, oh
Yeah
One day, oh
One day, hey, yeah
Oh, come down, Vanni, G-Dot
Oh, miss you, love you, want you
To come back
Come back
Come back
Come back
Come back