BBL Drizzy lyrics

(Intro)
BBL Drizzy
BBL Drizzy, ooh, ooh
BBL Drizzy, oh
BBL Drizzy, ooh, ooh-ooh
BBL Drizzy
BBL Drizzy, ooh, ooh-ooh
BBL Drizzy, oh
BBL Drizzy
I'm thicker than a Snicker
I'm thicker than your ninja
Don't act like you don't know me
These yams deserve a trophy
Baby, it ain't no mystery
Got the best BBL in history
This cake will make you show up
I know you seen this glow up
As BBL Drizzy
BBL Drizzy

(V1: JB)
BBL Drizzy, this boy really cooked
You went to that shop, know ya homies was shook
I pop out in a black 9/11, come look
Drake tryna respond, I wish that he would
Put the green in the blunt, now i'm up in the stu'
Got Ryan he with me, Just me and my dude
I try to stay calm, like relax, Lil dude
My momma in jail, and my father got boomed
Know your father ain't proud of the sh*t that you do
You and Lil Nas X had a baby, oh shoot
The cops on my di*k, I'm still takin' the loot
My b*tch in the back, tryna suck on the lube
And look at bro lеgs, n*ggas long as a tube
You ain't get a BBL, but you gained wеight too
I'll never try doing the sh*t that you do
That boy look like something straight out a cartoon
(Refrain)
Don't act like you don't know me
These yams deserve a trophy
Baby, it ain't no mystery
Got the best BBL in history
This cake will make you show up
I know you seen this glow up
As BBL Drizzy
BBL Drizzy

(V2: Ryan)
BBL Drizzy, the booty I want
Not talkin' bout Drizzy, my girl raise the bone
My n*ggas on fire, they do what they want
And I put that on God, I got lean in my bones
The wocky i Sip, and the Marley's I roll
I know Niko be sittin' there, punchin' his phone
If X was alive, you'd get beat the f*ck up
He'd punch you so hard, BBL out your chromes
I'm living the life, and this sh*t really lit
The last n*gga tried me, and I got him hit
The flavor's in fighting, the taste comes from di*k
According to Brittney, she swallowed my kids
I'm popping the Xanies, and I feel like sh*t
Don't diss on my name, if you do, take a trip
Give all of my n*ggas a break off the strip
I might have to tell that boy Drake, he a b*tch
(O: jb & ryan)
Don't act like you don't see me
I'm creeping down by my doley
Outside, don't need no homie
Keeping up, tryna cop me a Roley
His mansion gon' get blown up
My pistol finna throw up
That's BBL Drizzy
BBL Drizzy
Damn