DRIP DON’T LIE lyrics

by

Fredy


[Chorus: Fredy]
If we see him talking reckless, we gon’ pull up on lil bro
We gon’ make dance him dance bachata
Yeah, you ain’t about it, so stay outta my lane
b*tch, i’m drinking on horchata
Yeah, we make it rain 'cause we all about a bag
Yeah, you know she gave me top
After all the dirty talk (What?), do my money walk
b*tch, we running from the cops (Yuh)
No, we cannot stop 'cause we counting up the guap

[Verse 1: Fredy]
Shawty, fell in love with my melodies
Got a lot of enemies, I could see the jealousy
Tryna bring me down 'cause i'm all the way up
Is you on drugs? 'cause you got me f*cked up (Stupid)
b*tch, we is global
No, i'm not loco
She f*cks with the vocals
He snorting that coco
b*tch, i'm coming hot like chlamydia
Shawty, you can't see me, john cena
My b*tch from argentina, her pus*y tastes like pizza
Yeah, they tryna be like me now
If we hear him talking smack, we gon’ smoke him like a swisher
f*cking on your prima
Shout out to marina, now she asking for a threesome

[Verse 2: Lil Fonzo]
You know the drip don't lie (Aye), I put that on my life
Pop out with the racks
Slapping on her ass (Ass), while she throw it back (Yeah)
We got that crazy drip, n*gga, please don't trip
Pull up with the .30, now i feel like curry (Curry)
I got the sack (Yeah), we got the mac
They thought that i was lame, now they see i made a change
You said you got some hoes, but you got some baggy clothes

[Chorus: Fredy]
If we see him talking reckless, we gon’ pull up on lil bro
We gon’ make dance him dance bachata
Yeah, you ain’t about it, so stay outta my lane
b*tch, i’m drinking on horchata
Yeah, we make it rain 'cause we all about a bag
Yeah, you know she gave me top
After all the dirty talk (What?), do my money walk
b*tch, we running from the cops (Yuh)
No, we cannot stop 'cause we counting up the guap
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