Zaytoven & Lil Gotit – Drip Jacker Lyrics | Video

Lyrics Drip Jacker – Zaytoven & Lil Gotit

Zaytoven..
Real Hood Baby, that’s no joke
I like Dolce on my ho
Rock Amiris with my folks
Raf Simons match my car

Live in Miami and hit tops off
Your big dawg don’t smoke
X ’em out, tic-tac-toe
I was just broke a year ago
Now I’m in Cali blowin’ O’s
With exotic b**ches touchin’ toes
Got my own wave, take some notes

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Gon’ run that check ’til my feet exhaust
Won’t be surprised if they take my flow
Yeah, we them guys at the show
Stook these racks and watch ’em pour

Young crew with me, ready to catch a case
B Slime with me, ready to catching your bae
Incoming drip, dripping in Bape
Catch me in traffic, shoot you in a race
The way I move, we don’t relate
You know who I’m ’round, n**ga, don’t play
I don’t hog the bag, pass it right off
Why the b**ch coming back like a relay

Keep it cool, plan my moves
Psycho mood with these jewels
Wettest pool, yeah, you burnt
Take a stool
N**ga, you broke, you gon’ live a loss
Pull up with a bad-ass foreign mami, uh
Live life like OJ, I got juice

Big Balencis, yeah, size 42
You a worker, n**ga, so take my order
Yeah, everybody with me eatin’, that’s an expensive order
Yeah, I’ma still run these streets, but I’ma play it smarter
Yeah, I’m still chasin’ the bag, ooh, my legs caught it

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Real Hood Baby, that’s no joke
I like Dolce on my ho
Rock Amiris with my folks
Raf Simons match my car

Live in Miami and hit tops off
Your big dawg don’t smoke
X ’em out, tic-tac-toe
I was just broke a year ago
Now I’m in Cali blowin’ O’s
With exotic b**ches touchin’ toes
Got my own wave, take some notes

Gon’ run that check ’til my feet exhaust
Won’t be surprised if they take my flow
Yeah, we them guys at the show
Stook these racks and watch ’em pour

I need a time-out, Hood Baby don’t play around
Come in, air it out, yeah, with whole hundred rounds
Ooh, my meds out, now I’m finna spazz out
If that b**ch ain’t fine, take that trash out
Addy addict, black caddy versuri.online
Ridin’ with .., rockin’ a Patek
These n**gas drip jacking
Freshest here, you casket ready
I’m a skinny bandit, MAC-10, f**kin’ blast it

Wet-ass water, diamonds, they an ocean, ah
Even though I can’t swim, I’ma still go ..
We ballin’, break the rim, livin’ so much fun
When they shot it, we didn’t scram
N**ga stood right there

Real Hood Baby, that’s no joke
I like Dolce on my ho
Rock Amiris with my folks
Raf Simons match my car

Live in Miami and hit tops off
Your big dawg don’t smoke
X ’em out, tic-tac-toe
I was just broke a year ago
Now I’m in Cali blowin’ O’s
With exotic b**ches touchin’ toes
Got my own wave, take some notes

Gon’ run that check ’til my feet exhaust
Won’t be surprised if they take my flow
Yeah, we them guys at the show
Stook these racks and watch ’em pour…

➤ Written by Lil Gotit, Zaytoven
Album: A-Team
Produced by Zaytoven
Zaytoven | Lil Gotit | 2020

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