Sippin' Lyrics

Sippin on that purple muddy

Swervin doin circles

Ima burst em if he hurt my buddy

Made it over hurdles

Makin' shirts to reimburse my money

Verbal on the track

I feel like Virgil merging up with Bundy

Knife him in the tummy

Sippin on that purple muddy

Swervin doin circles

Ima burst em if he hurt my buddy

Made it over hurdles

Makin' shirts to reimburse my money

Verbal on the track

I feel like Virgil merging up with Bundy

Knife him in the tummy

I feel like I'm that nigga

Now I got this cash nigga

Never lack nigga

I got packs in the back

Bigger stacks

Got her racks bigger

Shaking ass for cash tippers

Feelin like I'm Pac

Finna pop

Like I got the glock

And I got some opps

Cause the money be comin' in hot

Run up my numbers

I'm gunning, stun on these niggas

It's nothing, gun up

Before the sun up

Get done up and throw the one up

They bluffin

I'm not discussin

I'm bustin

Until they gushin

Like run up get hung up

These bitches stupid

They strung up on something

Fuck it I'm bustin

Just like these bitches that fuckin

I know that women be crushin

But I just can't do the lovin

(I can't)

Sippin on that purple muddy

Swervin doin circles

Ima burst em if he hurt my buddy

Made it over hurdles

Makin' shirts to reimburse my money

Verbal on the track

I feel like Virgil merging up with Bundy

Knife him in the tummy

Sippin on that purple muddy

Swervin doin circles

Ima burst em if he hurt my buddy

Made it over hurdles

Makin' shirts to reimburse my money

Verbal on the track

I feel like Virgil merging up with Bundy

Knife him in the tummy

Bruce Lee

With my pistol it be kickin

New beam

No gym but they flippin

True G

If I start it Ima finish

Groupies

Tryna stay up in my business

Pull up on her like it's smoke

Bitch Imma air it out

She got my dick all up in her throat

While she stare me down

She like do you care about me now

Uh I'm like bitch you better watch your mouth

24-7 I'll be with the Mac-11

Send him up to heaven like he bout to get some blessings

When I'm with my bitch she on her knees like I'm the reverend

Damn that hoe nasty said she wanna bring her best friend

Everyday I hustle, on my mom that's my profession

Made it out the struggle when you see me I be flexin

Should I put my ice on shouldn't even be a question

Fillin up the car with clouds that's how we have a session

No I'm never stressin I be ridin' with my weapon

No I'm never stressin I be ridin' with my weapon

No I'm never stressin I be ridin' with my weapon

No I'm never stressin I be ridin' with my weapon