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Jay Loud
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Jay Park
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James Jackson
Songwriter
Julian Hecker
Songwriter
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OUHHBOY
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Lyrics
Yeah
Got a different kind of drip, yeah
So fly, oh yeah, me so fly
Switchin' up on me like
They try, leave me high and dry
I never fade away, no
'Cause I always shine like diamonds
Bad bitch on my arm like
Oh yeah, found my ride or die, huh
Dior socks on my feet, huh
I make it look so easy, huh
I sold dope, got OD, huh
But still y'all can't smoke me, huh
Dior socks on my feet, huh
I make it look so easy, huh
I sold dope, got OD, huh
But still y'all can't smoke me
I only make moves that's legendary
I'm gettin' all this cream like Ben and Jerry's
I pass the dope 'round, it's hereditary
I got animals wit' me, that's a veterinary, yeah
You are not as smooth as me bro
The last guy really got the most
I might just have to take your girl
And take her with me all around the world
Ridin' 'round in first class, Louis tint, Louis bag
She dancin' 'em with 30 cash, let's get it, uh-uh
Yeah, bitch I did it again, oh yeah
I just fucked in the friend zone, yeah
I just hopped in the end zone, yeah
I just hopped in the ocean, I'm gettin' too deep, huh
I might just drown wit' it
I'ma bust that shit open, she curlin' her feet
I'ma go down in it
We goin' 'round for 'round in it
Eat it up, we go pound for pound in it
Know that feelin', some type of way
'Cause I made it out
Yeah I ain't never help me, make a way
Yeah, just watch me drown
Now a nigga been drinkin' that YSL, huh
Bitch, I been fly as hell
Now a nigga been sayin' "Don't shop with the drip," huh
Bitch, I got clientele
Think you doin' somethin', nigga, sit down, huh
We got the big pounds, hey
We got the big rounds, hey
We knock your shit down, hey
Swear we ain't runnin' from nothin', huh
317, bitch, I came from nothin'
Swimmin' with piranhas, we was thuggin'
Promise we gon' up it, ain't no lovin'
Hate to chill, we used to jug through the night
Make sure we good for the night
Crip your hood through the night
I was livin' like down for real
Now a nigga get the bag for real
Got different kind of drip, yeah
So fly, oh yeah, me so fly
Switchin' up on me like
They try, leave me high and dry
I never fade away, no
'Cause I always shine like diamonds
Bad bitch on my arm like
Oh yeah, found my ride or die, huh
Dior socks on my feet, huh
I make it look so easy, huh
I sold dope, got OD, huh
But still y'all can't smoke me, huh
Dior socks on my feet, huh
I make it look so easy, huh
I sold dope, got OD, huh
But still y'all can't smoke me
Writer(s): James Jackson, Jae-beom Park, Julian Hecker
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