Yung Drippy - The Way Drip Flows Lyrics

(You'll get over it)
('Nother life to live)
(You'll get over it)
Ohh no
That's cool, don't fight
I put Balmain on my jeans and I put Gucci on my sweater
Brodie keep a tool, we don't care 'bout your Berretas
That bitch threw it back so you know I had to let her
I just talked to my Brodie he said we gon get that cheddar
Ouu, that boy hot, we gon turn him to a pepper
Even when I was down bad on my ass I ain't never been no beggar
You want smoke wit my gang I'll call my steppers
I know that I might die but, brodie pour a bit
And, please don't cry lil bitch
I said brodie pour a bit
And I know that I am fire but, people hate on the drip
Why you always talking shit
My life is lit
But I like that girl to much
Why I had to fall in love?
I keep taking all these drugs
Brodie servin for the dub
I just walked up in the club
All these bitches show me love
Thank the man that's up above
Take a look at what he's done, take a look at what he's done
That's cool, don't fight
I put Balmain on my jeans and I put Gucci on my sweater
Brodie keep a tool, we don't care 'bout your Berretas
That bitch threw it back so you know I had to let her
I just talked to my Brodie he said we gon get that cheddar
Ouu, that boy hot, we gon turn him to a pepper
Even when I was down bad on my ass I ain't never been no beggar
You want smoke wit my gang I'll call my steppers

(You'll get over it)
('Nother life to live)
(You'll get over it)
Ohh no
That's cool, don't fight
I put Balmain on my jeans and I put Gucci on my sweater
Brodie keep a tool, we don't care 'bout your Berretas
That bitch threw it back so you know I had to let her
I just talked to my Brodie he said we gon get that cheddar
Ouu, that boy hot, we gon turn him to a pepper
Even when I was down bad on my ass I ain't never been no beggar
You want smoke wit my gang I'll call my steppers
I know that I might die but, brodie pour a bit
And, please don't cry lil bitch
I said brodie pour a bit
And I know that I am fire but, people hate on the drip
Why you always talking shit
My life is lit
But I like that girl to much
Why I had to fall in love?
I keep taking all these drugs
Brodie servin for the dub
I just walked up in the club
All these bitches show me love
Thank the man that's up above
Take a look at what he's done, take a look at what he's done
That's cool, don't fight
I put Balmain on my jeans and I put Gucci on my sweater
Brodie keep a tool, we don't care 'bout your Berretas
That bitch threw it back so you know I had to let her
I just talked to my Brodie he said we gon get that cheddar
Ouu, that boy hot, we gon turn him to a pepper
Even when I was down bad on my ass I ain't never been no beggar
You want smoke wit my gang I'll call my steppers