3 years ago
No More Excuses
Lyrics
No more time no more lies no more excuses
Tito got time G Dot died and I just been ruthless
How you gon tell me you trying to play ball if you don't know where the hoop is
I'm trying to be in a movie like Julia Robert's and Lucas
Everyday I wake up I be hearing these opp block niggas trying to shoot shit
You can't just say that you trying to make beats you really gotta take this shit serious and produce it
I know that my last bitch bad wait till I pop out with my new bitch
My name is Yung Drippy Dri and this is that Yung Drippy music
This is them Yung Drippy tunes
If I pop two perks imma go to the moon
One day imma blow like a fucking balloon
And I know that that day gon come real soon
OG said the pack touchdown in June
We used to eat from the hand we ain't have no spoon
Now I'm eating good this crab ragoon
Shoutout my Swuul Gang niggas my goons
You ain't never had to worry bout how you gon cover your gunshot wounds
If I see one more nigga talk tough on live I swear they gon be doomed
Bitch I love when you give me a hug cause I love the smell of your perfume
Imma pull up to young bulls game take a flic and say I'm tuned
No more time no more lies no more excuses
Tito got time G Dot died and I just been ruthless
How you gon tell me you trying to play ball if you don't know where the hoop is
I'm trying to be in a movie like Julia Robert's and Lucas
Everyday I wake up I be hearing these opp block niggas trying to shoot shit
You can't just say that you trying to make beats you really gotta take this shit serious and produce it
I know that my last bitch bad wait till I pop out with my new bitch
My name is Yung Drippy Dri and this is that Yung Drippy music
No more time no more lies no more excuses
Tito got time G Dot died and I just been ruthless
How you gon tell me you trying to play ball if you don't know where the hoop is
I'm trying to be in a movie like Julia Robert's and Lucas
Everyday I wake up I be hearing these opp block niggas trying to shoot shit
You can't just say that you trying to make beats you really gotta take this shit serious and produce it
I know that my last bitch bad wait till I pop out with my new bitch
My name is Yung Drippy Dri and this is that Yung Drippy music
This is them Yung Drippy tunes
If I pop two perks imma go to the moon
One day imma blow like a fucking balloon
And I know that that day gon come real soon
OG said the pack touchdown in June
We used to eat from the hand we ain't have no spoon
Now I'm eating good this crab ragoon
Shoutout my Swuul Gang niggas my goons
You ain't never had to worry bout how you gon cover your gunshot wounds
If I see one more nigga talk tough on live I swear they gon be doomed
Bitch I love when you give me a hug cause I love the smell of your perfume
Imma pull up to young bulls game take a flic and say I'm tuned
No more time no more lies no more excuses
Tito got time G Dot died and I just been ruthless
How you gon tell me you trying to play ball if you don't know where the hoop is
I'm trying to be in a movie like Julia Robert's and Lucas
Everyday I wake up I be hearing these opp block niggas trying to shoot shit
You can't just say that you trying to make beats you really gotta take this shit serious and produce it
I know that my last bitch bad wait till I pop out with my new bitch
My name is Yung Drippy Dri and this is that Yung Drippy music
Writer(s): Ben Nkwantah
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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