Yung Drippy - Tell Me Now Lyrics

If you ain't gonna love me forever, lil' baby, then why don't you tell me now
Cause one day you'll leave me and I'm gon' be lonely and I'm gon' be trippin' out
My last bitch got up and left for no reason and I still can't figure it out
G-Dot told me don't worry about bitches, just run to the paper route
So I ran to the paper route
Baby girl, stop talking, let's fuck it out
Can't believe I brought you to my mother's house
Why you leave me, bitch? You was gon' be my spouse
But I guess it don't work that way
I be making shit flip just like surk dis olay
Brody, can you please pass me that k? Sometimes I wake up and just think about them good old days
Thinking about money, 24-7
Trying to pack all this shit up and fly out to heaven
I'm the Swuul Gang pope, bitch, I lead all my brethren
Watch how I ball on these niggas like Lennon
I done been off the porch since Seven
All this money I'm making this shit is a blessing
Spin your block with a new Smith and Wesson
This is not no song, bitch, this shit is a lesson
I never prayed to the lord till I found me a Bible, picked it up and read it
Bad lil' bitch on my line cause I'm rich if you broke she treat you like a peasant
Hold, wait a second
All that internet beef, I ain't into the texting
Like, shit be wasting my time. I'm in the stu, I just rhyme
If you ain't gonna love me forever, lil' baby, then why don't you tell me now
Cause one day you'll leave me and I'm gon' be lonely and I'm gon' be trippin' out
My last bitch got up and left for no reason and I still can't figure it out
G-Dot told me don't worry about bitches, just run to the paper route
So I ran to the paper route
Baby girl, stop talking, let's fuck it out
Can't believe I brought you to my mother's house
Why you leave me, bitch? You was gon' be my spouse
But I guess it don't work that way
I be making shit flip just like surk dis olay
Brody, can you please pass me that k? Sometimes I wake up and just think about them good old days

If you ain't gonna love me forever, lil' baby, then why don't you tell me now
Cause one day you'll leave me and I'm gon' be lonely and I'm gon' be trippin' out
My last bitch got up and left for no reason and I still can't figure it out
G-Dot told me don't worry about bitches, just run to the paper route
So I ran to the paper route
Baby girl, stop talking, let's fuck it out
Can't believe I brought you to my mother's house
Why you leave me, bitch? You was gon' be my spouse
But I guess it don't work that way
I be making shit flip just like surk dis olay
Brody, can you please pass me that k? Sometimes I wake up and just think about them good old days
Thinking about money, 24-7
Trying to pack all this shit up and fly out to heaven
I'm the Swuul Gang pope, bitch, I lead all my brethren
Watch how I ball on these niggas like Lennon
I done been off the porch since Seven
All this money I'm making this shit is a blessing
Spin your block with a new Smith and Wesson
This is not no song, bitch, this shit is a lesson
I never prayed to the lord till I found me a Bible, picked it up and read it
Bad lil' bitch on my line cause I'm rich if you broke she treat you like a peasant
Hold, wait a second
All that internet beef, I ain't into the texting
Like, shit be wasting my time. I'm in the stu, I just rhyme
If you ain't gonna love me forever, lil' baby, then why don't you tell me now
Cause one day you'll leave me and I'm gon' be lonely and I'm gon' be trippin' out
My last bitch got up and left for no reason and I still can't figure it out
G-Dot told me don't worry about bitches, just run to the paper route
So I ran to the paper route
Baby girl, stop talking, let's fuck it out
Can't believe I brought you to my mother's house
Why you leave me, bitch? You was gon' be my spouse
But I guess it don't work that way
I be making shit flip just like surk dis olay
Brody, can you please pass me that k? Sometimes I wake up and just think about them good old days