Like, Yves Saint Laurent on my shirt when I dress
We aim for the head, give a f*ck bout a vest
Young Drippy Dri, niggas know I'm the best
This shit crazy, I just put my brother to rest
Dunk on that bitch start beating my chest
These niggas be acting like bitches with BBL breasts
Young bull watch where you going and don't make a mess
Cause all of these niggas be doing that Instagram shit on they iPhone
It go my mind blown
If I cannot think of a word, I just search it on rhyme zone
I just sit with my brothers and watch how the time go
Brodie gonna back out that Tahoe
You always said you would be there for life, but you lied though
If I put you on game with this shit, is you really gon' ride bro
I remember those days in the 7th grade
I had a dream about G and I'm having gates
Bitch, we used to share lemonade
OG said the pack touch down in eleven days
Brodie just put a opp in a pack so we celebrate
I cut my dreads now my head in a telophase
Told my bro put that beamer in drive and accelerate
It's all about leveling up, just keep going to elevate
Like, Yves Saint Laurent on my shirt when I dress
We aim for the head, give a f*ck bout a vest
Young Drippy Dri, niggas know I'm the best
This shit crazy, I just put my brother to rest
Dunk on that bitch start beating my chest
These niggas be acting like bitches with BBL breasts
Young bull watch where you going and don't make a mess
Cause all of these niggas be doing that Instagram shit on they iPhone
It go my mind blown
If I cannot think of a word, I just search it on rhyme zone
I just sit with my brothers and watch how the time go
Brodie gonna back out that Tahoe
You always said you would be there for life, but you lied though
If I put you on game with this shit, is you really gon' ride bro
Like
If I put you on game, would you ride
To my bro, put that beamer in drive
All of this gang gang shit a disguise
And money don't really mean nothing, It's all about who you gon' be with that pressure inside
And my mama told me to stop playing games, If you just keep on going, you'll go to the sky
But I ain't even really trying to go to the sky right now
I'm really trying to get high right now
Young bull, hit the blunt, you ain't gon' die, pipe down
Got two light skin bitches inside my house
One day we gonna all make it out
I'm f*cking this bitch in her gown
What the f*ck nigga, what is that sound
They saying Yung Drippy Dri is the king of the town
Like, Yves Saint Laurent on my shirt when I dress
We aim for the head, give a f*ck bout a vest
Young Drippy Dri, niggas know I'm the best
This shit crazy, I just put my brother to rest
Dunk on that bitch start beating my chest
These niggas be acting like bitches with BBL breasts
Young bull watch where you going and don't make a mess
Cause all of these niggas be doing that Instagram shit on they iPhone
It go my mind blown
If I cannot think of a word, I just search it on rhyme zone
I just sit with my brothers and watch how the time go
Brodie gonna back out that Tahoe
You always said you would be there for life, but you lied though
If I put you on game with this shit, is you really gon' ride bro
Yung Drippy - Saint Laurent Drip Lyrics
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Like, Yves Saint Laurent on my shirt when I dress
We aim for the head, give a f*ck bout a vest
Young Drippy Dri, niggas know I'm the best
This shit crazy, I just put my brother to rest
Dunk on that bitch start beating my chest
These niggas be acting like bitches with BBL breasts
Young bull watch where you going and don't make a mess
Cause all of these niggas be doing that Instagram shit on they iPhone
It go my mind blown
If I cannot think of a word, I just search it on rhyme zone
I just sit with my brothers and watch how the time go
Brodie gonna back out that Tahoe
You always said you would be there for life, but you lied though
If I put you on game with this shit, is you really gon' ride bro
I remember those days in the 7th grade
I had a dream about G and I'm having gates
Bitch, we used to share lemonade
OG said the pack touch down in eleven days
Brodie just put a opp in a pack so we celebrate
I cut my dreads now my head in a telophase
Told my bro put that beamer in drive and accelerate
It's all about leveling up, just keep going to elevate
Like, Yves Saint Laurent on my shirt when I dress
We aim for the head, give a f*ck bout a vest
Young Drippy Dri, niggas know I'm the best
This shit crazy, I just put my brother to rest
Dunk on that bitch start beating my chest
These niggas be acting like bitches with BBL breasts
Young bull watch where you going and don't make a mess
Cause all of these niggas be doing that Instagram shit on they iPhone
It go my mind blown
If I cannot think of a word, I just search it on rhyme zone
I just sit with my brothers and watch how the time go
Brodie gonna back out that Tahoe
You always said you would be there for life, but you lied though
If I put you on game with this shit, is you really gon' ride bro
Like
If I put you on game, would you ride
To my bro, put that beamer in drive
All of this gang gang shit a disguise
And money don't really mean nothing, It's all about who you gon' be with that pressure inside
And my mama told me to stop playing games, If you just keep on going, you'll go to the sky
But I ain't even really trying to go to the sky right now
I'm really trying to get high right now
Young bull, hit the blunt, you ain't gon' die, pipe down
Got two light skin bitches inside my house
One day we gonna all make it out
I'm f*cking this bitch in her gown
What the f*ck nigga, what is that sound
They saying Yung Drippy Dri is the king of the town
Like, Yves Saint Laurent on my shirt when I dress
We aim for the head, give a f*ck bout a vest
Young Drippy Dri, niggas know I'm the best
This shit crazy, I just put my brother to rest
Dunk on that bitch start beating my chest
These niggas be acting like bitches with BBL breasts
Young bull watch where you going and don't make a mess
Cause all of these niggas be doing that Instagram shit on they iPhone
It go my mind blown
If I cannot think of a word, I just search it on rhyme zone
I just sit with my brothers and watch how the time go
Brodie gonna back out that Tahoe
You always said you would be there for life, but you lied though
If I put you on game with this shit, is you really gon' ride bro
We aim for the head, give a f*ck bout a vest
Young Drippy Dri, niggas know I'm the best
This shit crazy, I just put my brother to rest
Dunk on that bitch start beating my chest
These niggas be acting like bitches with BBL breasts
Young bull watch where you going and don't make a mess
Cause all of these niggas be doing that Instagram shit on they iPhone
It go my mind blown
If I cannot think of a word, I just search it on rhyme zone
I just sit with my brothers and watch how the time go
Brodie gonna back out that Tahoe
You always said you would be there for life, but you lied though
If I put you on game with this shit, is you really gon' ride bro
I remember those days in the 7th grade
I had a dream about G and I'm having gates
Bitch, we used to share lemonade
OG said the pack touch down in eleven days
Brodie just put a opp in a pack so we celebrate
I cut my dreads now my head in a telophase
Told my bro put that beamer in drive and accelerate
It's all about leveling up, just keep going to elevate
Like, Yves Saint Laurent on my shirt when I dress
We aim for the head, give a f*ck bout a vest
Young Drippy Dri, niggas know I'm the best
This shit crazy, I just put my brother to rest
Dunk on that bitch start beating my chest
These niggas be acting like bitches with BBL breasts
Young bull watch where you going and don't make a mess
Cause all of these niggas be doing that Instagram shit on they iPhone
It go my mind blown
If I cannot think of a word, I just search it on rhyme zone
I just sit with my brothers and watch how the time go
Brodie gonna back out that Tahoe
You always said you would be there for life, but you lied though
If I put you on game with this shit, is you really gon' ride bro
Like
If I put you on game, would you ride
To my bro, put that beamer in drive
All of this gang gang shit a disguise
And money don't really mean nothing, It's all about who you gon' be with that pressure inside
And my mama told me to stop playing games, If you just keep on going, you'll go to the sky
But I ain't even really trying to go to the sky right now
I'm really trying to get high right now
Young bull, hit the blunt, you ain't gon' die, pipe down
Got two light skin bitches inside my house
One day we gonna all make it out
I'm f*cking this bitch in her gown
What the f*ck nigga, what is that sound
They saying Yung Drippy Dri is the king of the town
Like, Yves Saint Laurent on my shirt when I dress
We aim for the head, give a f*ck bout a vest
Young Drippy Dri, niggas know I'm the best
This shit crazy, I just put my brother to rest
Dunk on that bitch start beating my chest
These niggas be acting like bitches with BBL breasts
Young bull watch where you going and don't make a mess
Cause all of these niggas be doing that Instagram shit on they iPhone
It go my mind blown
If I cannot think of a word, I just search it on rhyme zone
I just sit with my brothers and watch how the time go
Brodie gonna back out that Tahoe
You always said you would be there for life, but you lied though
If I put you on game with this shit, is you really gon' ride bro
Writer: Ben Nkwantah
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid