(Too much drip dont slip up)
(Only put trust in my grip)
(Said too much drip, dont slip)
(Walk around town with a grip)
(I cant trust a soul, gotta put trust in my stick)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)
Said too much drip dont slip (Slip)
Only put trust in my stick
Nowadays niggas be hatin', so the gang gotta move with a grip
(Move with a grip)
Look at my pockets they way too fat, why I walk with a limp
When it come to this ballin', I shoot my shot
When I shoot from the three, I dont miss
When I shoot from the three, I dont miss
Make sure my gang, they good
Young nigga, but Im so misunderstood
I gotta move all the fam out the hood
I gotta move all the fam out the ghetto
We get the pack, and we ship it from philly
My shorty bad, and her skin looking yellow
She know a young nigga, running the city
I got way too much unreleased
They be like, why you dont drop no songs?
Walked in, and I got the gang with me
I hope a youngin', dont try to move wrong
And my niggas going insane for me
That top, man I promise they taking it off
Lil Ray with me, know he gon' bang for me
If it was a problem, then its getting solved
Walk around town, with a whole lot of guap
Watching for twelve, cuz the block getting hot
Promised my pops, we gon' go to the top
And they wait on the day, that they seeing me drop
Timing is money, Im checking the clock
Can not trust a soul, everybody move wock
Word to my mother, Im never gon' stop
I was just bagged, now I came home and they say that i got
Too much drip dont slip (Slip)
Only put trust in my stick
Nowadays niggas be hatin', so the gang gotta move with a grip
(Move with a grip)
Look at my pockets they way too fat, why I walk with a limp
When it come to this ballin', I shoot my shot
When I shoot from the three, I dont miss
When I shoot from the three, I dont miss
Make sure my gang, they good
Young nigga, but Im so misunderstood
I gotta move all the fam out the hood
I gotta move all the fam out the ghetto
We get the pack, and we ship it from philly
My shorty bad, and her skin looking yellow
She know a young nigga, running the city
Glomanie - Misunderstood Lyrics
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(Too much drip dont slip up)
(Only put trust in my grip)
(Said too much drip, dont slip)
(Walk around town with a grip)
(I cant trust a soul, gotta put trust in my stick)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)
Said too much drip dont slip (Slip)
Only put trust in my stick
Nowadays niggas be hatin', so the gang gotta move with a grip
(Move with a grip)
Look at my pockets they way too fat, why I walk with a limp
When it come to this ballin', I shoot my shot
When I shoot from the three, I dont miss
When I shoot from the three, I dont miss
Make sure my gang, they good
Young nigga, but Im so misunderstood
I gotta move all the fam out the hood
I gotta move all the fam out the ghetto
We get the pack, and we ship it from philly
My shorty bad, and her skin looking yellow
She know a young nigga, running the city
I got way too much unreleased
They be like, why you dont drop no songs?
Walked in, and I got the gang with me
I hope a youngin', dont try to move wrong
And my niggas going insane for me
That top, man I promise they taking it off
Lil Ray with me, know he gon' bang for me
If it was a problem, then its getting solved
Walk around town, with a whole lot of guap
Watching for twelve, cuz the block getting hot
Promised my pops, we gon' go to the top
And they wait on the day, that they seeing me drop
Timing is money, Im checking the clock
Can not trust a soul, everybody move wock
Word to my mother, Im never gon' stop
I was just bagged, now I came home and they say that i got
Too much drip dont slip (Slip)
Only put trust in my stick
Nowadays niggas be hatin', so the gang gotta move with a grip
(Move with a grip)
Look at my pockets they way too fat, why I walk with a limp
When it come to this ballin', I shoot my shot
When I shoot from the three, I dont miss
When I shoot from the three, I dont miss
Make sure my gang, they good
Young nigga, but Im so misunderstood
I gotta move all the fam out the hood
I gotta move all the fam out the ghetto
We get the pack, and we ship it from philly
My shorty bad, and her skin looking yellow
She know a young nigga, running the city
(Only put trust in my grip)
(Said too much drip, dont slip)
(Walk around town with a grip)
(I cant trust a soul, gotta put trust in my stick)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)
Said too much drip dont slip (Slip)
Only put trust in my stick
Nowadays niggas be hatin', so the gang gotta move with a grip
(Move with a grip)
Look at my pockets they way too fat, why I walk with a limp
When it come to this ballin', I shoot my shot
When I shoot from the three, I dont miss
When I shoot from the three, I dont miss
Make sure my gang, they good
Young nigga, but Im so misunderstood
I gotta move all the fam out the hood
I gotta move all the fam out the ghetto
We get the pack, and we ship it from philly
My shorty bad, and her skin looking yellow
She know a young nigga, running the city
I got way too much unreleased
They be like, why you dont drop no songs?
Walked in, and I got the gang with me
I hope a youngin', dont try to move wrong
And my niggas going insane for me
That top, man I promise they taking it off
Lil Ray with me, know he gon' bang for me
If it was a problem, then its getting solved
Walk around town, with a whole lot of guap
Watching for twelve, cuz the block getting hot
Promised my pops, we gon' go to the top
And they wait on the day, that they seeing me drop
Timing is money, Im checking the clock
Can not trust a soul, everybody move wock
Word to my mother, Im never gon' stop
I was just bagged, now I came home and they say that i got
Too much drip dont slip (Slip)
Only put trust in my stick
Nowadays niggas be hatin', so the gang gotta move with a grip
(Move with a grip)
Look at my pockets they way too fat, why I walk with a limp
When it come to this ballin', I shoot my shot
When I shoot from the three, I dont miss
When I shoot from the three, I dont miss
Make sure my gang, they good
Young nigga, but Im so misunderstood
I gotta move all the fam out the hood
I gotta move all the fam out the ghetto
We get the pack, and we ship it from philly
My shorty bad, and her skin looking yellow
She know a young nigga, running the city
Writer: Omanie Reynolds
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