Yeah, I drip with Young Spider
Dripping in spider
Now I hopped out a Spyder
You run your crew
Then you put on that title
Three-sixty, boy
Turn this shit to a cycle
Two-fifty, boy
I put five in your noggin
Ain't influencing
I ain't tripping 'bout it
Throw that cap drip off
In the garbage
Checking my B but
I'm riding on Slauson
Fuck with my crips but
They know how I pop it
I keep my bitch in the back
Of the 'Bach
She think I'm cheating
She pulled out my plaits
This shit a yayo
I'm getting me a pack
Hundred K on my neck
Better hit with no flash
Jeweler play with me
I get on his ass
I know you ain't shopping
You checking the tag
You ain't no shooter
Your blick in your bag
Fuck a camera
I don't need no backup
'Bout this munyun
I promise her ass up
Pop a X pill and turn the fan up
This ain't Texas
I went got my bands up
Four pockets
I feel like I'm WHAM
In that dinner
I'm riding in that Lamb'
Nigga using my name
In they scams
When I catch you
I'm wetting it down
Suck my dick in the winter
That's a cold slut
In the spot I got
Nigga got no luck
Put a hole in the boy
Like a donut
Went and turnt my mouth
White like the Ku Klux
Got a bean out my ear
Bought a new bud
Ain't retarded or goofy
Can't fool us
In the hills with the view
In that Pooh stuff
Nigga tripping 'bout hoes
Tie your shoes up
Yeah
I drip with Young Spider
Dripping in spider
Now I hopped out a Spyder
You run your crew
Then you put on that title
Three-sixty, boy
Turn this shit to a cycle
Two-fifty, boy
I put five in your noggin
Ain't influencing
I ain't tripping 'bout it
Throw that cap drip off
In the garbage
Checking my B but
I'm riding on Slauson
Fuck with my crips but
They know how I pop it
I keep my bitch
In the back of the 'Bach
She think I'm cheating
She pulled out my plaits
This shit a yayo
I'm getting me a pack
Hundred K on my neck
Better hit with no flash
Jeweler play with me
I get on his ass
I know you ain't shopping
You checking the tag
You ain't no shooter
Your blick in your bag
BP whip, they don't know
What I'm in
Prada shades
Cop them for the tint
Self payed
I don't care 'bout no bitch
Upping the budget
This shit getting lit
Talk with my set 'cause
This nigga get it twisted
First time nigga play with me
And they blitzed him
Conley Road, baby
My shit worth a ticket (Money)
Real outspoken
Can't blemish my image
Yeah, at the bank
That just where I been
Mixing designer
I dress and I blend
Just like a shark
You get bit with that fin
Down bitch set him up
Like a tent
Leave these nigga
Hanging just like I'm Christ
Stuffed chicken
In the back of Ruth's Chris
Put 'em on
Hit that boy with a brick
Stones all on my Bartier wrist
Yeah, I drip with Young Spider
Dripping in spider
Now I hopped out a Spyder
You run your crew
Then you put on that title
Three-sixty, boy
Turn this shit to a cycle
Two-fifty, boy
I put five in your noggin
Ain't influencing
I ain't tripping 'bout it
Throw that cap drip off
In the garbage
Checking my B but
I'm riding on Slauson
Fuck with my crips but
They know how I pop it
I keep my bitch in the back
Of the 'Bach
She think I'm cheating
She pulled out my plaits
This shit a yayo
I'm getting me a pack
Hundred K on my neck
Better hit with no flash
Jeweler play with me
I get on his ass
I know you ain't shopping
You checking the tag
You ain't no shooter
Your blick in your bag
