Make ’Em Dip* lyrics

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[Chorus: Yung Kayo]
(Haha, n*ggas crazy)
(I'm with yo—, yeah)
(I’m with young Ahmad in this b*tch, man)
Oh, skrrt
Look how I got these bags, they wanna know I'm playin' (Skrrt)
I got too much in my cup, they wanna know how I’m paintin' (Uh, uh, uh)
They done be actin', got a duffle, they done be actin', got some plain to it (Skrrt, skrrt)
They wanna be one of us 'cause we the ones that did [?] (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm bein' too hot, hit the [?], I put the b*tch into the settle room (b*tch, b*tch, b*tch)
I know they be hit when the tables turned (Yeah)
We f*ckin' too much, need to admit it

[Verse: Nine Vicious]
I’m in Manhattan, tryna flex some new drip (Say what?)
I got two hoes tryna come and suck on the clit (Ugh, ugh)
She on my body like a collar, hold up
I blew her with a Draco, we make ’em dip
I got your ho all on me, Tumblr sh*t (n*gga, what?)
I'm tryna [?] that pus*y just like a mink (f*ck boy)
I’m tryna [?] that pus*y just like a mink (Slatt, woah, woah)
In my cup that blood, just like a tea (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Take your head (Take it, take it), take your head (Take it, take it)
R.I.P Keed (Slatt), she eatin' me up, I'ma taste it
She ridin' me just like a [?] (Yeah)
Yeah, I’m goin' up and they hate it (Let's go)
Yeah, I'm goin' up and they hate it (Say what?)
Yeah, I'm goin' up and they hate it (Woah, woah)
Ain't no beefin', b*tch, I'm poppin' (Pop out, pop out)
Poppin' that [?], b*tch gon' drop it (Woah), she trim
She tryna come f*ck me, she tryna f*ck on my [?] (Say what?), huh
She tryna f*ck on me, she tryna f*ck on my pockets (Yeah)
[Chorus: Yung Kayo]
(Haha, n*ggas crazy)
(I'm with yo—, yeah)
(I'm with young Ahmad in this b*tch, man)
Oh, skrrt
Look how I got these bags, they wanna know I'm playin' (Skrrt)
I got too much in my cup, they wanna know how I'm paintin' (Uh, uh, uh)
They done be actin', got a duffle, they done be actin', got some plain to it (Skrrt, skrrt)
They wanna be one of us 'cause we the ones that did [?] (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm bein' too hot, hit the [?], I put the b*tch into the settle room (b*tch, b*tch, b*tch)
I know they be hit when the tables turned (Yeah)
We f*ckin' too much, need to admit it

[Outro: Nine Vicious]
Say what?
Bleh
Hold up, hold up
Make that pus*y boy dip