Compliment the
To compliment the
I'm Drip G, when I walk into the scene the bitches soak
Got the custard yellow shirt to compliment the green ones
I can't compensate with ha
The way she lookin, I want more
Gotta stop myself from bein' someone you wouldn't like to know
Gotta mission get the green and then I'ma fuckin go
Pushin' P down this fuckin' little slut's fuckin' throat
I do what I want, get what I want, cause I'm the fuckin' boss
They gon' celebrate your victories, but they don't know the loss
I mean the losses that you took
Cause it take more than one or two or three a couple hundred
A honey bun, bitch, I want a honey bun
You gon sign for how much
Bitch, I need at least an M, money man
I'ma get the bandz
Baby, you know I won't love again
I say that, but I'm here holdin' your hand
I don't really, really think you understand, okay
I'ma get the bandz for me, my mom, my dad
Everyone who told me I wouldn't do it
Well like, here I am
Now here I am singing on stage, and bitch I'm rockin' out at all my shows
With all my bros, I was prayin', fa this, like, oh
God, tell me one day that I'm gon' make it, man
Know I stayed down and have faith, but you don't understand
You just want the the fame, the pape, like what are you doin' you fuckin' lamb
I mean, you lame, you insane, drugs make me insane
The bars I'm sayin' over your brain
Too small to comprehend
Stay the same, I stayed the same
Might fold, but never bend
Are you okay
Mom is askin' me, are you okay
Without that woman, swear to God, I wouldn't be here today
I'm Drip G, when I walk into the scene the bitches soak
Got the custard yellow shirt to compliment the green ones
I can't compensate with ha
The way she lookin, I want more
Gotta stop myself from bein' someone you wouldn't like to know
Gotta stop myself from bein' someone you wouldn't like to know
Wouldn't like to kno
I know you think to yourself I hate you I don't wanna know