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20Ric Flair Drip - Offset & Metro Boomin - Without WarningOffset & Metro BoominOffset & Metro Boomin
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Ric Flair Drip
Offset & Metro Boomin Lyrics
(Bijan 4 The 1 Time)
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga (hey)
Goin' to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah (bust it)
Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah (woo, slide)
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah (hey)
Chopper with the scope, so do not test me, yeah (brrt, brrt)
Ric Flair drip, go "woo" on a bitch (woo)
Fifty-seven ninety, spent a coupe on my wrist (ice)
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits (ayy)
Hop up in the Lamb and drop the roof, show the tits (skrrt)
Poppin', but you really not gon' shoot (poppin')
Ninety pointers down my diamonds look like hula hoops (ninety)
Hop in my Bentayga and the seat is a masseuse (hey)
Balenciaga, check my posture, Valentino boots (ooh-ooh)
It's the Boominati way, a lotta Lambs, a lotta Wraiths (Boominati)
Never hesitate to give a nigga yellow tape (grrt)
Ain't worried 'bout the bag 'cause the cash accumulatin' (bags)
Soon as we came in the game, all these niggas they imitated (hey)
Put my mind on it, then I put my grind on it (grind)
Put that iron on him if a nigga my opponent (iron)
My car five-hundred and I don't put no miles on it (whoa)
I was runnin' 'round homie, with five-hundred thou' on me (hey)
Goin' to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah (bust it)
Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah (woo, slide)
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah (hey)
Chopper with the scope, so do not test me, yeah (brrt, brrt)
Ric Flair drip, go "woo" on a bitch (woo)
Fifty-seven ninety, spent a coupe on my wrist (ice)
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits (ayy)
Hop up in the Lamb and drop the roof, show the tits (skrrt)
Twist my fingers, got the gang with me (gang with me)
Bought my first Patek, it got some rain on it (Patek)
Nigga, we used to kick it, how you hatin' on me? (Ha-ha)
Hop in the Bentley coupe and blow the brains out it (skrrt)
We not the same, my nigga
My nigga, we from the north division (north, north)
Aim at your brain, yeah, we bought ya like it's an auction, ain't it (hey)
Beat the chopper, hundred round total, like it's car collision (brrt, brrt)
I made that shit mandatory, that means I had to get it (hey)
My shooter be begging "please," he ready to whack a nigga (please, please)
I gave a nigga a diamond, I had to cap a nigga (woo)
I'm giving your ho away like she a raffle, nigga (here, here)
We get at it, then we 'gon pray with the pastor's scriptures (hey)
Goin' to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah (bust it)
Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah (woo, slide)
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah (hey)
Chopper with the scope, so do not test me, yeah (brrt, brrt)
Ric Flair drip, go "woo" on a bitch (woo)
Fifty-seven ninety, spent a coupe on my wrist (ice)
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits (ayy)
Hop up in the Lamb and drop the roof, show the tits (skrrt)
Goin' to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah (bust it)
Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah (woo, slide)
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah (hey)
Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah (brrt, brrt)
Ric Flair drip, go "woo" on a bitch (woo)
Fifty-seven ninety, spent a coupe on my wrist (ice)
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits (ayy)
Hop up in the Lamb and drop the roof, show the tits (skrrt)
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Leland Tyler Wayne, Bijan Amirkhani, Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
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Heartbroken And Tired Of Life
LYRICS:
Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah
Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah
Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah
Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch
Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits
Hop up in the Lamb', and drop the roof, show the tits
Poppin' but you really not gon' shoot
Ninety pointers style, my diamonds look like hula hoops
Hopping in my Bentayga and the seat is a masseuse
Balenciaga, check my posture, Valentino boots
It's the Boominati way, a lotta Lambs, a lotta Wraiths
Never hesitate to give a nigga yellow tape
Ain't worried 'bout the bag 'cause the cash accumulate
Soon as we came in the game, all these niggas they imitate
Put my mind on it then I put my grind on it
Put the iron on it, if a nigga my opponent
My car five-hundred and I don't put no miles on it
I was runnin' 'round homie, with five-hundred thou' on me
Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah
Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah
Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah
Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch
Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits
Hop up in the Lamb', and drop the roof, show the tits
Twist my fingers, got the gang with me (gang with me)
Bought my first Patek, it got some rain on it (Patek)
Nigga, we used to kick it, how you hatin' on me
Hop in the Bentley coupe and blow the brains out it
We not the same, my nigga
My nigga, we from the north division
Amateur brain, we bought ya just like it's an auction, ain't it
Beat the chopper, hundred round total, like it's a car collision (brrt-brrt)
I made the shit mandatory, that means I had to get it
My shooter be begging "please, " he's ready to wack a nigga
I gave a nigga a diamond, I had to cap a nigga
I'm giving your ho away, like she a raffle, nigga
We get at it, then we gon' pray with the pastor's scriptures
Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah
Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah
Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah
Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch
Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits
Hop up in the Lamb, and drop the roof, show the tits
Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah
Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah
Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah
Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch
Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits
Hop up in the Lamb, and drop the roof, show the tits
sriracha
This song makes me want to stay up 1 minute past my bedtime.
bluehydra
you have to be crazy
terrykhan0227
😆🤣
adrian kellegan
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Lil G
Ahhh u better not billy
Alando Lawson
When 21 Savage said " " I felt that✊
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@Mike DaEggDog LMFAO
Ethyro
@YRN Lyn ꪜ gotcha and one of the songs was individual okay okay
Lukemqz18
Exactly bro that effected my life
Alando Lawson
This song makes me wanna sit on the TV and watch the sofa