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Drippin' (Freestyle) Video (MV)




Performed By: Justice
Length: 2:05
Written by: Justice Hartford




Justice - Drippin' (Freestyle) Lyrics




Cuz I'm feelin' real fly I just hang with my guys
Now Watch out for just ice
Cuz that boy on the rise
So you look at my neck and you see that it's drippin'
Then you go hear my raps and you see that I'm spittin'
Yea I fly like a bird cuz I'm feelin so lifted
Then you check out my sauce so you see that I'm gifted
Know that imma boss can't Debate
Look at my wrist and it Drip like a lake
And Boy you just a fake
So get out of my face
Call me tay k I'll be doing the race when I dip (Skrt skrt)
These people be talking I don't really care they just talkin' they sh*t
So imma be real I just wan' make some music and go hit a lick (Cash)
The party ain't the same without J when he gets there it's so lit (Aye)
It gonna get lit
Aye

I'm the certified goat
That's the G.O.A.T.
Them girls here my songs now they messing wit me
It's just me and my boys all we do is just eat
Play my song on the speakers it's going going crazy (Craze)
It gone get raging (Yah)
Pull up Mercedes (Skrt skrt)
Wa wa u a baby (Ooo)
Boy just stop playin (Yah)
You know what I'm sayin' (What)
Rapping is easy (Yea yea yea)
Your ho wanna see me

Got Ice like a freezer and no I don't need her
Hop in the wraith yea I'm talking two seater
Yea I'm on my money talk
Don't gotta plug walk
Yea I'm rapper but I ain't on no thugga talk
Juust ice and you know that I'm back
I'm bout that business ain't talking smack
You could call me a shooter cuz I got the strap
Ball like the nba I'm making racks
I'm just like holey Moley (Wow)
I just be sippin patroney
U ain't winning boy you lonely
Yea I am really in my zone g
Chilling I'm vibin' lil bro I'm living that life I'm just tryna get up in my bag
Yea I'm willing I'm riding ur calls I'm denying can't help that it's making you mad
B*tches tryna diss I can't back down
Pull up on me know you getting smacked round
People tryna diss I'm rely wit the sh*ts yea if I'm going under you'll get dragged down
F*ck a chorus
Yea these teachers bore us
Im sittin' in class thinking bout that girl Doris
My competitions the reflection
I see in the mirrors direction
Well I didn't really wanna mention
That My sh*t be spreading it's infection

Got this drip from head to toe
You wanna feature ion know
Like b*tch I'm ballin' quicken loans
So can you please not hit my phone
Brrr
Brrr
So can you plz not hit my phone
Got this drip from head to toe
You wanna feature ion know
Like b*tch I'm ballin' quicken loans
So can you please not hit my phone
Brrr
Brrr
So can you plz not hit my phone
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Cuz I'm feelin' real fly I just hang with my guys
Now Watch out for just ice
Cuz that boy on the rise
So you look at my neck and you see that it's drippin'
Then you go hear my raps and you see that I'm spittin'
Yea I fly like a bird cuz I'm feelin so lifted
Then you check out my sauce so you see that I'm gifted
Know that imma boss can't Debate
Look at my wrist and it Drip like a lake
And Boy you just a fake
So get out of my face
Call me tay k I'll be doing the race when I dip (Skrt skrt)
These people be talking I don't really care they just talkin' they sh*t
So imma be real I just wan' make some music and go hit a lick (Cash)
The party ain't the same without J when he gets there it's so lit (Aye)
It gonna get lit
Aye

I'm the certified goat
That's the G.O.A.T.
Them girls here my songs now they messing wit me
It's just me and my boys all we do is just eat
Play my song on the speakers it's going going crazy (Craze)
It gone get raging (Yah)
Pull up Mercedes (Skrt skrt)
Wa wa u a baby (Ooo)
Boy just stop playin (Yah)
You know what I'm sayin' (What)
Rapping is easy (Yea yea yea)
Your ho wanna see me

Got Ice like a freezer and no I don't need her
Hop in the wraith yea I'm talking two seater
Yea I'm on my money talk
Don't gotta plug walk
Yea I'm rapper but I ain't on no thugga talk
Juust ice and you know that I'm back
I'm bout that business ain't talking smack
You could call me a shooter cuz I got the strap
Ball like the nba I'm making racks
I'm just like holey Moley (Wow)
I just be sippin patroney
U ain't winning boy you lonely
Yea I am really in my zone g
Chilling I'm vibin' lil bro I'm living that life I'm just tryna get up in my bag
Yea I'm willing I'm riding ur calls I'm denying can't help that it's making you mad
B*tches tryna diss I can't back down
Pull up on me know you getting smacked round
People tryna diss I'm rely wit the sh*ts yea if I'm going under you'll get dragged down
F*ck a chorus
Yea these teachers bore us
Im sittin' in class thinking bout that girl Doris
My competitions the reflection
I see in the mirrors direction
Well I didn't really wanna mention
That My sh*t be spreading it's infection

Got this drip from head to toe
You wanna feature ion know
Like b*tch I'm ballin' quicken loans
So can you please not hit my phone
Brrr
Brrr
So can you plz not hit my phone
Got this drip from head to toe
You wanna feature ion know
Like b*tch I'm ballin' quicken loans
So can you please not hit my phone
Brrr
Brrr
So can you plz not hit my phone
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Writer: Justice Hartford
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