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letra de bad 4 me - drip$tick

[intro: drip$tick]
yeah, uh
it’s just me and ham, bro
yeah, yessir (yo, who is drip?)
uh (drip$tick), yeah
go

[verse 1: drip$tick]
reze, that girl is bomb, but she might be bad for me
mad shorties i don’t even want, but there’s cash for me
how did my last one end? that is a sad story
i had to find a meaning to it, like an allegory
yeah, she stress me out, i got a pack for that
yeah, yellin’ at my face, she tryna battle rap
yeah, i’m like, “no, girl, i just rappy rap”
we just wake up, count the cash, that’s the aftermath
why they rappin’ ’bout music money? you haven’t made a rack
bomb devil, mattе black, yeah, my whip and fit match
i don’t care about thesе cats, i don’t about they tracks
but when we’re on their raps? we carry all that
cut that loose fat, i brought a chainsaw with that
that old drip? i had to bury all that
which rappers throwin’ out sublims? we had to parry all that
we in the long game, runnin’ marathon laps
you makin’ boof, you in the booth a lot
you big-headed beefin’ wit’ us, you a bouffalant
invite me then you get screwed, that’s a booty call (pause, bro)
kick ’em off the ledge like luigi’s taunt
we leave you on the mat, bruh, we don’t need to box
got a nunchuck wit’ a strap, and it swing a lot
me and ham, we typhoon devils, sweepin’ up the block
i know she bad for me, but she really what i want
[verse 2: ham sandwich]
yeah, makima, she wanna control my life, i think she bad for me
opened her an onlyfans and told her get a bag for me
f-ckin’ wit’ my n-ggas, you gon’ end up with a sad story
illinois, we crop and rotate him, he actin’ mad corny
opp block, they shuck and jive
dodgeball, he duck and dive
oddball, he touch the sky
my squad on semper fi
move white, we gentrify
jungle gyms electrified
static patek mesmerize
just me and drip, no extra guys
my shawty slide, she extra fine
her ass the fattest, extra wide
she sword swallowing, death defied
i spray her down, insecticide
none you n-ggas next in line
open casket, step inside
i could burn the city side and still have me some extra fire
if n-ggas wanna sneak diss, fine, i’m cool, i’ll let it slide
if they don’t wanna be direct, they won’t get a direct reply
when the ball is in your court, you better testify
paint me as a villain out the gate, ain’t even let it dry
ain’t even let it settle
sleep token, these n-ggas think they pushin’ heavy metal
i’m better than these little boys on d-mn near every level
lotta pots in the pantry, pointin’ at any kettle
still a dog in any kettle, facts

- driptick

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