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lirik lagu yn dripz - ain’t duckin’

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[intro: yn dripz]
(dj who? b~tch, it’s j~rocka!)
huh, huh—dripz, b~tch
gang!
boom, boom, boom (yeah), huh
ayy, free my k!llers out that cell
don’t run—don’t freeze—
you know how i’m comin’, p~ssy (grrrah!)

[chorus: yn dripz]
my twin, my twin, he ridin’ like brothers (skrrt!)
count racks, f~ck sl~ts, then slide on them suckers (boom!)
we laugh at they block ‘cause them goofy boys bluffin’ (ha~ha!)
on gawd, they ain’t on sh~t—they ain’t bustin’ nothin’ (facts!)
no duckin’, no duckin’ (nah)
these n~ggas be frontin’ (p~ssy!)
i can’t fold, won’t fold, i ain’t scared of nothin’ (never!)
no duckin’, no duckin’, i die ‘bout that thuggin’ (on gang!)
no duckin’, no duckin’—they know how we comin’ (boom, boom, boom!)

[verse 1: yn dripz]
heard that boy said somethin’? he must wanna get hit (huh?)
hope he strapped up, ‘cause i’m spazzin’ with that stick (b~tch!)
fully auto, let it spit, bodies flippin’ like a skit (brrrah!)
you mentionin’ dripz, then your wig get split (boom!)
i’m ridin’ with demons, ain’t talkin’ no fiction
that bl!cky extended, and we really blitzin’
we pull up, no warnin’, don’t care ‘bout no witness
we press ‘em in public, ain’t duckin’ no tension (what?)
ayy, we don’t tweet beef—we slide with them poles
i’m still in the trap, with a strap and a load (still!)
got bro with the switch, he gon’ rock out the stove (grrrah!)
if he move like he oppin’, we bustin’ his soul (boom!)
[chorus: yn dripz]
my twin, my twin, he ridin’ like brothers
count racks, f~ck sl~ts, then slide on them suckers
we laugh at they block ‘cause them goofy boys bluffin’
on gawd, they ain’t on sh~t—they ain’t bustin’ nothin’
no duckin’, no duckin’
these n~ggas be frontin’
i can’t fold, won’t fold, i ain’t scared of nothin’
no duckin’, no duckin’, i die ‘bout that thuggin’
no duckin’, no duckin’—they know how we comin’

[verse 2: yn dripz]
drop a opp and we spin again—reload and chase his kin (boom!)
he got grazed, but his man got smoked, now they both stuck in a bin (ha!)
tried to run, now he swimmin’ in red, left him stretched with his twin (b~tch!)
we don’t do no warnin’ shots, all my steppas trained to win (grrrah!)
say my name, better say it right—dripz don’t go out sad
i got holes in my jeans from the sh~lls, still shootin’ like it’s baghdad (boom!)
pull a glock, then i black out, b~tch i don’t do no hashtag (never!)
catch your main b~tch lackin’ too, now your hoe in a black bag (stupid ho!)
brrt—cl!ck clack—let it off with the quickness
these rappers just actors, my circle got real k!llers
we don’t do forgiveness, your block on the hitlist
talkin’ that “smoke”? then i’m lightin’ the district!
(yuh, boom boom!)
[chorus: yn dripz]
my twin, my twin, he ridin’ like brothers
count racks, f~ck sl~ts, then slide on them suckers
we laugh at they block ‘cause them goofy boys bluffin’
on gawd, they ain’t on sh~t—they ain’t bustin’ nothin’
no duckin’, no duckin’
these n~ggas be frontin’
i can’t fold, won’t fold, i ain’t scared of nothin’
no duckin’, no duckin’, i die ‘bout that thuggin’
no duckin’, no duckin’—they know how we comin’

[outro: yn dripz]
ha, yeah
2024 drill season, b~tch
f~ck yo set, f~ck yo block
yn dripz, b~tch
you know what the f~ck goin’ on
ain’t duckin’ no fades—ain’t duckin’ no ops
we with it! (grrrah, boom!)


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