Sprite lyrics

(Bridge:​ ​BJrhyme$)
I​ ​got​ ​that​ ​sprite​ ​and​ ​purple
That​ ​I’m​ ​mixin
Just​ ​like​ ​kool​ ​aid
b*tch​ ​I’m​ ​drippin
When​ ​I’m​ ​finished
I​ ​get​ ​to​ ​sippin’
And​ ​I​ ​got​ ​16​ ​and​ ​I’m​ ​zipping
Yeah​ ​hoe​ ​wanna​ ​f*ck​ ​I’m​ ​pimpin’
I​ ​play​ ​her​ ​like​ ​8​ ​ball​ ​and​ ​I’m​ ​winning
sh*t​ ​is​ ​real​ ​out​ ​here
And​ ​I’m​ ​just​ ​another​ ​youngin’
On​ ​a​ ​mission​ ​daaaamn!

(Hook:​ ​Yamine)
Sprite,​ ​sprite,​ ​sprite,​ ​sprite
I​ ​don’t​ ​play,​ ​I​ ​drink​ ​till​ ​it’s​ ​right
Sprite​ ​,​ ​sprite,​ ​sprite,​ ​sprite
f*ck​ ​around​ ​with​ ​me,​ ​I’m​ ​gone​ ​get​ ​you​ ​right​ ​(repeat)

(Verse​ ​1:​ ​Yamine)
Yamine​ ​in​ ​a​ ​race
And​ ​don’t​ ​get​ ​in​ ​my​ ​face
I’m​ ​going​ ​so​ ​fast​ ​at​ ​my​ ​own​ ​pace
I’m​ ​am​ ​a​ ​king​ ​and​ ​these​ ​n*ggas​ ​in​ ​my​ ​way
I​ ​kill​ ​these​ ​n*ggas​ ​off​ ​and​ ​turn​ ​up​ ​the​ ​bass
f*ck​ ​around​ ​with​ ​me​ ​my​ ​n*gga
I’ll​ ​shoot​ ​yo​ ​whole​ ​crib,​ ​pulling​ ​them​ ​triggers
f*ck​ ​yo​ ​goons,​ ​I’ll​ ​extend​ ​them​ ​clippers
I​ ​don’t​ ​play,​ ​just​ ​call​ ​me​ ​that​ ​n*gga
I​ ​don’t​ ​talk​ ​sh*t,​ ​cuz​ ​sh*t​ ​gets​ ​ya​ ​killed
I​ ​remember​ ​one​ ​day,​ ​a​ ​n*gga​ ​got​ ​billed
He​ ​was​ ​talking​ ​all​ ​that​ ​sh*t​ ​and​ ​then​ ​got,​ ​grilled
He​ ​got​ ​roasted​ ​so​ ​bad​ ​he​ ​brought​ ​out​ ​that​ ​44
He​ ​lit​ ​that​ ​b*tch​ ​off,​ ​and​ ​took​ ​all​ ​they​ ​hoes
Now​ ​there’s​ ​dead​ ​bodies​ ​all​ ​over​ ​the​ ​floor
That’s​ ​what​ ​happens​ ​to​ ​b*tch​ ​n*ggas​ ​little​ ​bro
(Bridge:​ ​BJ​ ​Rhymes)
I​ ​got​ ​that​ ​sprite​ ​and​ ​purple
That​ ​I’m​ ​mixin
Just​ ​like​ ​kool​ ​aid
b*tch​ ​I’m​ ​drippin

When​ ​I’m​ ​finished
I​ ​get​ ​to​ ​sippin’
And​ ​I​ ​got​ ​16​ ​and​ ​I’m​ ​zipping
Yeah​ ​hoe​ ​wanna​ ​f*ck​ ​I’m​ ​pimpin’
I​ ​play​ ​her​ ​like​ ​8​ ​ball​ ​and​ ​I’m​ ​winning
sh*t​ ​is​ ​real​ ​out​ ​here
And​ ​I’m​ ​just​ ​another​ ​youngin’
On​ ​a​ ​mission​ ​daaaamn!


(Hook:​ ​Yamine)
Sprite,​ ​sprite,​ ​sprite,​ ​sprite
I​ ​don’t​ ​play,​ ​I​ ​drink​ ​till​ ​it’s​ ​right
Sprite​ ​,​ ​sprite,​ ​sprite,​ ​sprite
f*ck​ ​around​ ​with​ ​me,​ ​I’m​ ​gone​ ​get​ ​you​ ​right​ ​(repeat)

(Verse​ ​2:​ ​BJrhyme$)
I​ ​do​ ​this​ ​sh*t​ ​n*gga​ ​48/7
Hustlin​ ​out​ ​here​ ​n*ggas​ ​gon’​ ​talk​ ​sh*t
Then​ ​I’m​ ​straight​ ​Off​ ​da​ ​hip​ ​with​ ​that​ ​eleven
Now​ ​he​ ​seeing​ ​G-O-D​ ​early...sh*t
Hope​ ​i​ ​see​ ​his​ ​ass​ ​in​ ​heaven​ ​(god​ ​daamn!)
I​ ​strapped​ ​n*gga​ ​like​ ​a​ ​backpack
Yo​ ​hoe​ ​wanna​ ​suck-she​ ​lick​ ​my​ ​di*k​ ​like​ ​a​ ​snack​ ​pack
She​ ​pop​ ​and​ ​lock​ ​like​ ​a​ ​snapback
And​ ​she​ ​did​ ​dat​ ​sh*t​ ​just​ ​cuz​ ​my​ ​name
Ga-damn.​ ​Playin​ ​these​ ​hoes
Is​ ​easier​ ​than​ ​slapjack
J’s​ ​straight​ ​off​ ​da​ ​rack
And​ ​if​ ​a​ ​n*gga​ ​step​ ​on​ ​em’
He​ ​gonna​ ​learn​ ​like​ ​that​ ​lil​ ​boi​ ​zach
Trust​ ​me​ ​he​ ​ain’t​ ​from​ ​da​ ​trap​ ​and​ ​he
Learn​ ​the​ ​hard​ ​way-​ ​yeah​ ​n*gga​ ​from​ ​dat​ ​mac………..
Yeah n*gga from dat MAC