Yung Drippy - The Way Drip Flows Lyrics

(You'll get over it)
('Nother life to live)
(You'll get over it)
Ohh no
That's cool, don't fight
I put Balmain on my jeans and I put Gucci on my sweater
Brodie keep a tool, we don't care 'bout your Berretas
That bitch threw it back so you know I had to let her
I just talked to my Brodie he said we gon get that cheddar
Ouu, that boy hot, we gon turn him to a pepper
Even when I was down bad on my ass I ain't never been no beggar
You want smoke wit my gang I'll call my steppers

I know that I might die but, brodie pour a bit
And, please don't cry lil bitch
I said brodie pour a bit
And I know that I am fire but, people hate on the drip
Why you always talking shit
My life is lit

But I like that girl to much
Why I had to fall in love?
I keep taking all these drugs
Brodie servin for the dub
I just walked up in the club
All these bitches show me love
Thank the man that's up above
Take a look at what he's done, take a look at what he's done

That's cool, don't fight
I put Balmain on my jeans and I put Gucci on my sweater
Brodie keep a tool, we don't care 'bout your Berretas
That bitch threw it back so you know I had to let her
I just talked to my Brodie he said we gon get that cheddar
Ouu, that boy hot, we gon turn him to a pepper
Even when I was down bad on my ass I ain't never been no beggar
You want smoke wit my gang I'll call my steppers