Call it out
I'm here wit my n****s
To run up them digits
We making them bands
Ballin' out
Just look at the bitches
They asking for pictures
We making them plans
Wallin out
We f*cking these bitches
Ain't getting no digits cause we ain't got nothing to talk about
You n****s is pussy
Point em out
Big bag, Goyard pouch
Just ran up some bands, yes I'm making plays, so I told the jeweler to ice me out
Ain't no hesitation for one of my n****s
You know we gon slide, point em out
If I flick my wrist
Mmm, mmm, mmm, damn water now
I might dip my wrist in some water now
Locked in
Like I gotta get to the guap bitch
And I can't be giving em options
So I tell that lil bitch to just stop it
And I'm with my n****s that pop shit
And that goes for anyone watching
Got niggas that's itching to block spin
Since I think I'm a trend and a topic
Tell me shoot it imma swish it like Steph
Hella lines you can call me the ref
Wrist light imma ice out the left
And you can smell the henny all on my breath
I ain't never find a foreign I didn't
Iike
Something like making a kid at night
I'm with my n****s, my slime, just like nick at nite
Heard bout that kid that be drippin' right
I stay with my brother that's IV
You see that he rich without ID
And I ain't even gotta stand on my money
You see how alone it be 5'3"
Young n****s we drippin that hi-C
They checking my wrist and it's pricey
I stay looking fresh in my white tee
Saying hi to ya shawty she like me
Call it out
I'm here wit my n****s
To run up them digits
We making them bands
Ballin' out
Just look at the bitches
They asking for pictures
We making them plans
Wallin out
We f*cking these bitches
Ain't getting no digits cause we ain't got nothing to talk about
You n****s is pussy
Point em out
Big bag, Goyard pouch
Just ran up some bands, yes I'm making plays, so I told the jeweler to ice me out
Ain't no hesitation for one of my n****s,
You know we gon slide, point em out
If I flick my wrist
Mmm, mmm, mmm, damn water now
I might dip my wrist in some water now
Young Seuss got punchlines hockey
I slide bright ice like hockey
My ends stay tight like shockey
My pockets fat real stocky
I'm after racks don't copy
I want my stacks real ocky
I like that head real sloppy
They say I'm too damn cocky
I might buy new Balmain cause I'm balling out
I can tell that he pussy, I point him out
I be stacking my money, my only route
I got money that I didn't know about
My new shawty a trip, she brazy
She know that my life real crazy
Popping that molly like I'm in the 80s
Shooting my shot, I'm the 1 like McGrady
Look at my wrist it flicker
Lil DripStarr no Big Dipper
N****s is trash, liter
I got a wock in my cup imma sipper
Yeah, imma big dripper
Big sauce my pot way bigger
I just might f*ck on her friend cause she thicker
Blame it on molly & liquor
Man these n****s not ready for the shit we got coming man
That ATM Drip shit man
You know what I'm saying, Drip Family n***a
Drip Family shit man
Waviest shit you done heard
Drip, yahhh
Yah yah, slit slit
Call it out
I'm here wit my n****s
To run up them digits
We making them bands
Ballin' out
Just look at the bitches
They asking for pictures
We making them plans
Wallin out
We f*cking these bitches
Ain't getting no digits cause we ain't got nothing to talk about
You n****s is pussy
Point em out
Big bag, Goyard pouch
Just ran up some bands, yes I'm making plays, so I told the jeweler to ice me out
Ain't no hesitation for one of my n****s,
You know we gon slide, point em out
If I flick my wrist
Mmm, mmm, mmm, damn water now
I might dip my wrist in some water now
Yon the Doyen - Drip Family Walk (feat. DripStarr & IV Rich) Lyrics
Yon the Doyen - Drip Family Walk (feat. DripStarr & IV Rich) Lyrics
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Call it out
I'm here wit my n****s
To run up them digits
We making them bands
Ballin' out
Just look at the bitches
They asking for pictures
We making them plans
Wallin out
We f*cking these bitches
Ain't getting no digits cause we ain't got nothing to talk about
You n****s is pussy
Point em out
Big bag, Goyard pouch
Just ran up some bands, yes I'm making plays, so I told the jeweler to ice me out
Ain't no hesitation for one of my n****s
You know we gon slide, point em out
If I flick my wrist
Mmm, mmm, mmm, damn water now
I might dip my wrist in some water now
Locked in
Like I gotta get to the guap bitch
And I can't be giving em options
So I tell that lil bitch to just stop it
And I'm with my n****s that pop shit
And that goes for anyone watching
Got niggas that's itching to block spin
Since I think I'm a trend and a topic
Tell me shoot it imma swish it like Steph
Hella lines you can call me the ref
Wrist light imma ice out the left
And you can smell the henny all on my breath
I ain't never find a foreign I didn't
Iike
Something like making a kid at night
I'm with my n****s, my slime, just like nick at nite
Heard bout that kid that be drippin' right
I stay with my brother that's IV
You see that he rich without ID
And I ain't even gotta stand on my money
You see how alone it be 5'3"
Young n****s we drippin that hi-C
They checking my wrist and it's pricey
I stay looking fresh in my white tee
Saying hi to ya shawty she like me
Call it out
I'm here wit my n****s
To run up them digits
We making them bands
Ballin' out
Just look at the bitches
They asking for pictures
We making them plans
Wallin out
We f*cking these bitches
Ain't getting no digits cause we ain't got nothing to talk about
You n****s is pussy
Point em out
Big bag, Goyard pouch
Just ran up some bands, yes I'm making plays, so I told the jeweler to ice me out
Ain't no hesitation for one of my n****s,
You know we gon slide, point em out
If I flick my wrist
Mmm, mmm, mmm, damn water now
I might dip my wrist in some water now
Young Seuss got punchlines hockey
I slide bright ice like hockey
My ends stay tight like shockey
My pockets fat real stocky
I'm after racks don't copy
I want my stacks real ocky
I like that head real sloppy
They say I'm too damn cocky
I might buy new Balmain cause I'm balling out
I can tell that he pussy, I point him out
I be stacking my money, my only route
I got money that I didn't know about
My new shawty a trip, she brazy
She know that my life real crazy
Popping that molly like I'm in the 80s
Shooting my shot, I'm the 1 like McGrady
Look at my wrist it flicker
Lil DripStarr no Big Dipper
N****s is trash, liter
I got a wock in my cup imma sipper
Yeah, imma big dripper
Big sauce my pot way bigger
I just might f*ck on her friend cause she thicker
Blame it on molly & liquor
Man these n****s not ready for the shit we got coming man
That ATM Drip shit man
You know what I'm saying, Drip Family n***a
Drip Family shit man
Waviest shit you done heard
Drip, yahhh
Yah yah, slit slit
Call it out
I'm here wit my n****s
To run up them digits
We making them bands
Ballin' out
Just look at the bitches
They asking for pictures
We making them plans
Wallin out
We f*cking these bitches
Ain't getting no digits cause we ain't got nothing to talk about
You n****s is pussy
Point em out
Big bag, Goyard pouch
Just ran up some bands, yes I'm making plays, so I told the jeweler to ice me out
Ain't no hesitation for one of my n****s,
You know we gon slide, point em out
If I flick my wrist
Mmm, mmm, mmm, damn water now
I might dip my wrist in some water now
I'm here wit my n****s
To run up them digits
We making them bands
Ballin' out
Just look at the bitches
They asking for pictures
We making them plans
Wallin out
We f*cking these bitches
Ain't getting no digits cause we ain't got nothing to talk about
You n****s is pussy
Point em out
Big bag, Goyard pouch
Just ran up some bands, yes I'm making plays, so I told the jeweler to ice me out
Ain't no hesitation for one of my n****s
You know we gon slide, point em out
If I flick my wrist
Mmm, mmm, mmm, damn water now
I might dip my wrist in some water now
Locked in
Like I gotta get to the guap bitch
And I can't be giving em options
So I tell that lil bitch to just stop it
And I'm with my n****s that pop shit
And that goes for anyone watching
Got niggas that's itching to block spin
Since I think I'm a trend and a topic
Tell me shoot it imma swish it like Steph
Hella lines you can call me the ref
Wrist light imma ice out the left
And you can smell the henny all on my breath
I ain't never find a foreign I didn't
Iike
Something like making a kid at night
I'm with my n****s, my slime, just like nick at nite
Heard bout that kid that be drippin' right
I stay with my brother that's IV
You see that he rich without ID
And I ain't even gotta stand on my money
You see how alone it be 5'3"
Young n****s we drippin that hi-C
They checking my wrist and it's pricey
I stay looking fresh in my white tee
Saying hi to ya shawty she like me
Call it out
I'm here wit my n****s
To run up them digits
We making them bands
Ballin' out
Just look at the bitches
They asking for pictures
We making them plans
Wallin out
We f*cking these bitches
Ain't getting no digits cause we ain't got nothing to talk about
You n****s is pussy
Point em out
Big bag, Goyard pouch
Just ran up some bands, yes I'm making plays, so I told the jeweler to ice me out
Ain't no hesitation for one of my n****s,
You know we gon slide, point em out
If I flick my wrist
Mmm, mmm, mmm, damn water now
I might dip my wrist in some water now
Young Seuss got punchlines hockey
I slide bright ice like hockey
My ends stay tight like shockey
My pockets fat real stocky
I'm after racks don't copy
I want my stacks real ocky
I like that head real sloppy
They say I'm too damn cocky
I might buy new Balmain cause I'm balling out
I can tell that he pussy, I point him out
I be stacking my money, my only route
I got money that I didn't know about
My new shawty a trip, she brazy
She know that my life real crazy
Popping that molly like I'm in the 80s
Shooting my shot, I'm the 1 like McGrady
Look at my wrist it flicker
Lil DripStarr no Big Dipper
N****s is trash, liter
I got a wock in my cup imma sipper
Yeah, imma big dripper
Big sauce my pot way bigger
I just might f*ck on her friend cause she thicker
Blame it on molly & liquor
Man these n****s not ready for the shit we got coming man
That ATM Drip shit man
You know what I'm saying, Drip Family n***a
Drip Family shit man
Waviest shit you done heard
Drip, yahhh
Yah yah, slit slit
Call it out
I'm here wit my n****s
To run up them digits
We making them bands
Ballin' out
Just look at the bitches
They asking for pictures
We making them plans
Wallin out
We f*cking these bitches
Ain't getting no digits cause we ain't got nothing to talk about
You n****s is pussy
Point em out
Big bag, Goyard pouch
Just ran up some bands, yes I'm making plays, so I told the jeweler to ice me out
Ain't no hesitation for one of my n****s,
You know we gon slide, point em out
If I flick my wrist
Mmm, mmm, mmm, damn water now
I might dip my wrist in some water now
Writer: Darien Lowe, Kevin Mason, Richard Kay
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Yon the Doyen
Language: English
Length: 3:38
Written by: Darien Lowe, Kevin Mason, Richard Kay