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Yung Drippy - Jail Food Lyrics



Yung Drippy - Jail Food Lyrics
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But I tried to tell you
You wish death on me, I hope you go to hell too
And I ain't even tryna get you overwhelmed, boo
Bro met niggas up in jail and made a cell crew
And I ain't go through shit you went through, but I felt you
You sellin' pussy, it just came through in the mail, boo
I would've gave you money, baby, you ain't gotta sell nudes
Tell em free big t, he locked up eating jail food
I swear this life is uncomparable
You tryna hop from me to my bro, nigga, we ain't shareabl
Growing up, I ain't really had no friends, that shit was terrible
And how you saying he don't really love you, shorty, he just married you
When OG get that pack in, he just turns into a scary dude
But I tried to tell you
You wish death on me, I hope you go to hell too
And I ain't even tryna get you overwhelmed, boo
Bro met niggas up in jail and made a cell crew
And I ain't go through shit you went through, but I felt you
You sellin' pussy, it just came through in the mail, boo
I would've gave you money, baby, you ain't gotta sell nudes
Tell em free big t, he locked up eating jail food
I swear this life is uncomparable
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But I tried to tell you
You wish death on me, I hope you go to hell too
And I ain't even tryna get you overwhelmed, boo
Bro met niggas up in jail and made a cell crew
And I ain't go through shit you went through, but I felt you
You sellin' pussy, it just came through in the mail, boo
I would've gave you money, baby, you ain't gotta sell nudes
Tell em free big t, he locked up eating jail food
I swear this life is uncomparable
You tryna hop from me to my bro, nigga, we ain't shareabl
Growing up, I ain't really had no friends, that shit was terrible
And how you saying he don't really love you, shorty, he just married you
When OG get that pack in, he just turns into a scary dude
But I tried to tell you
You wish death on me, I hope you go to hell too
And I ain't even tryna get you overwhelmed, boo
Bro met niggas up in jail and made a cell crew
And I ain't go through shit you went through, but I felt you
You sellin' pussy, it just came through in the mail, boo
I would've gave you money, baby, you ain't gotta sell nudes
Tell em free big t, he locked up eating jail food
I swear this life is uncomparable
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Writer: Ben Nkwantah
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Yung Drippy
Language: English
Length: 2:00
Written by: Ben Nkwantah

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