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letra de sipping on purple (baby) - li rye

[intro]
i’m ridin’ with baby k’s, sippin’ on purple, baby
uh (andree, run it up)
big 26, i’m ridin’ with baby k’s, sippin’ on purple, baby
the f-ck, the f-ck wrong with n-ggas? (call that boy duhvinci how he up and just paint sh-t)

[chorus]
i’m big 26, ridin’ with baby k’s, sippin’ on purple, baby
7.62s flip his whip, flip the clip, rent expensive sh-t on the daily
how you a gangster? never shot sh-t, these lil’ boys be playin’ crazy
poppin’ percs, i’m on an 80, i just got this b-tch from an asian, ha
get the lo’, post up outside like we ‘posed to be there
we done dropped so many shots, they said this sh-t ain’t fair
headtap, he got hit with a glock, they knocked out all his hair
catch a opp and shoot him by myself, no, i ain’t tryna share
they keep hittin’ my phone like n-gga dyin’, what i’m ‘posed to care?
they keep sayin’ i’m wrong ’cause bronem slidin’, i ain’t even there
them n-ggas don’t hit sh-t, i’m startin’ to think they shootin’ at the air
if he with his b-tch then [spit?] they sh-t, this fully stick could knock down a bear

[verse]
just threw a switch on the ten milli’, this b-tch jiggly
itchin’ for another body, i’ve been trippin’ lately
twitch, watch his soul leave his body, foul, that’s a flagrant
i just popped a fentanyl roxy, wow, i feel amazing
she been beggin’ to eat this d-ck up so i let her taste it
sippin’ on this purple baby got me movin’ lazy
so much g5 in this ‘wood, you prolly think i laced it
ain’t never crashed ’bout how you talkin’, b-tch, you finna make me
ooh, hit the drac’, go to shakin’
ooh, hit they block, we leavin’ it vacant
ooh, i’m on my way to the top, n-gga think i’ma flop, can’t go like babysco
get the drop, we uppin’ the score
he dropped a diss so we left his brain on the floor
you could die by crackin’ a four, ooh, ooh
[chorus]
i’m big 26, ridin’ with baby k’s, sippin’ on purple, baby
7.62s flip his whip, flip the clip, rent expensive sh-t on the daily
how you a gangster? never shot sh-t, these lil’ boys be playin’ crazy
poppin’ percs, i’m on an 80, i just got this b-tch from an asian, ha
get the lo’, post up outside like we ‘posed to be there
we done dropped so many shots, they said this sh-t ain’t fair
headtap, he got hit with a glock, they knocked out all his hair
catch a opp and shoot him by myself, no, i ain’t tryna share
they keep hittin’ my phone like n-gga dyin’, what i’m ‘posed to care?
they keep sayin’ i’m wrong ’cause bronem slidin’, i ain’t even there
them n-ggas don’t hit sh-t, i’m startin’ to think they shootin’ at the air
if he with his b-tch then [spit?] they sh-t, this fully stick could knock down a bear

- li rye

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