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drip on - roddy rackzz lyrics

[intro]
(whiteboy came with the bag like it’s christmas)
yeah, yeah

[verse]
i put that sh*t on, i put that drip on
n*ggas’ll do anything just to get on
i treat that money like g’s i’ma sit on
whole hundred racks in the mattress, i flip ’em
fresh like a newborn, i sleep with like two on
whole lotta glocks but i just bought a new one
i put that d*ck in her spine [?]
i need like two more ’cause baby i’m too on
don’t check the score, i keep balling, i keep scoring
glock got a thirty, spent thirty my left arm
f*ck up the profits, i’m saving the rest of ’em
lost all my n*ggas, i ball with the rest of ’em
gripping the glizzy, the trigger, you catch one
you can’t compare, you can see i’m the best one
i got a check pushing loads, that’s an and one
these n*ggas [?] for a handgun
i know you love me, i’m rich and i’m handsome
grandma, i made it, you proud of your grandson
i took the game and i hold it for ransom
i got that flow, i ran hundreds of bands up
i got a play on the way i gotta answer
rackzz, he get money, but know he gon’ blam some
i need a dime for a verse, get your fans
whiteboy, he came with a bag just like santa

- roddy rackzz lyrics

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