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YRK Roobs - Pray for the Drip (feat. Oshea) Lyrics



YRK Roobs - Pray for the Drip (feat. Oshea) Lyrics




Ou
Bust down
Ou
Bust down
YRK on the pendant
Bust bust down
Niggas always asking me for bread I aint lending
Givenchy on the kicks
Niggas on my dick
You niggas make me sick
Make me so sick
Cuban on the wrist
You niggas be praying for the drip yeah yeah yeah
You wanna know how I got here
You wanna know how I did it
Yeah
How I did it
Woah
You niggas be talking too much need to go get a bag and get outta my face
You niggas be tough on the gram but in real life they got nothing to say
Hop off my dick yeah
Get off my dick yeah
Always in my Instagram comments talking shit yeah
You niggas really irk me
You always lurking on my page
You got something to say
But won't say it to my face
I don't care about you niggas no way
I don't care about these niggas no way
Imma laugh to the bank
All this ice on my neck imma sink
Bust down
YRK on the pendant
Bust bust down
Niggas always asking me for bread I aint lending
Givenchy on the kicks
Niggas on my dick
You niggas make me sick
Make me so sick
Cuban on the wrist
You niggas be praying for the drip yeah yeah yeah
Big ole Bagguettes cuban link on my chain
These niggas hating but they bitches know the name
Want me to drown em in the wave
Woah
My foreign whip on forgies
Foreign drip imported
My foreign chick is gorgeous
And she get it popping for me
Body retarded
Big ole piece she came from Georgia
She twist the wood yeah that's my shorty
Know we only smoking loud that shit distorted
She aint f*cking wit no lames or no broke niggas I know it
This lifestyle you can't afford it
I'm finally up thank the lord
Yo can you believe I was on a loosing streak
Now I'm only taking dubs bitch get used to me
I ball like 23
Write out your eulogy
Bitch I shine and my diamonds jubilee
Too bright hope you can see
I can't dim it
We been plotting on this shit for a min
Bout it bout it no limit
So you know I had to floss like a dentist
Woah Woah
Bust down
YRK on the pendant
Bust bust down
Niggas always asking me for bread I aint lending
Givenchy on the kicks
Niggas on my dick
You niggas make me sick
Make me so sick
Cuban on the wrist
You niggas be praying for the drip yeah yeah yeah
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Ou
Bust down
Ou
Bust down
YRK on the pendant
Bust bust down
Niggas always asking me for bread I aint lending
Givenchy on the kicks
Niggas on my dick
You niggas make me sick
Make me so sick
Cuban on the wrist
You niggas be praying for the drip yeah yeah yeah
You wanna know how I got here
You wanna know how I did it
Yeah
How I did it
Woah
You niggas be talking too much need to go get a bag and get outta my face
You niggas be tough on the gram but in real life they got nothing to say
Hop off my dick yeah
Get off my dick yeah
Always in my Instagram comments talking shit yeah
You niggas really irk me
You always lurking on my page
You got something to say
But won't say it to my face
I don't care about you niggas no way
I don't care about these niggas no way
Imma laugh to the bank
All this ice on my neck imma sink
Bust down
YRK on the pendant
Bust bust down
Niggas always asking me for bread I aint lending
Givenchy on the kicks
Niggas on my dick
You niggas make me sick
Make me so sick
Cuban on the wrist
You niggas be praying for the drip yeah yeah yeah
Big ole Bagguettes cuban link on my chain
These niggas hating but they bitches know the name
Want me to drown em in the wave
Woah
My foreign whip on forgies
Foreign drip imported
My foreign chick is gorgeous
And she get it popping for me
Body retarded
Big ole piece she came from Georgia
She twist the wood yeah that's my shorty
Know we only smoking loud that shit distorted
She aint f*cking wit no lames or no broke niggas I know it
This lifestyle you can't afford it
I'm finally up thank the lord
Yo can you believe I was on a loosing streak
Now I'm only taking dubs bitch get used to me
I ball like 23
Write out your eulogy
Bitch I shine and my diamonds jubilee
Too bright hope you can see
I can't dim it
We been plotting on this shit for a min
Bout it bout it no limit
So you know I had to floss like a dentist
Woah Woah
Bust down
YRK on the pendant
Bust bust down
Niggas always asking me for bread I aint lending
Givenchy on the kicks
Niggas on my dick
You niggas make me sick
Make me so sick
Cuban on the wrist
You niggas be praying for the drip yeah yeah yeah
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Writer: John Rubin
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Performed By: YRK Roobs
Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: John Rubin

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