MFG ft. ANDY Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Huh, huh, huh

Ahhh

Yeah, you can't rock my drip, yeah

Marithé François Girbaud, yeah

You can't fuck that bitch, yeah

Cause that bitch love me the most, yeah

Damn she love my drip, yeah

She gonna bust off her clothes, yeah

You can't rock my drip, yeah

Marithé François Girbaud yeah, yeah

Va-Vacheron on my wrist, yeah

Girbaud Jeans make her heart stop (ahh)

Put 100 for my wrist watch

You can't flex that Rollie cause it tick, tock

Diamond choker got the grips locked

VV's flooded, need a big mop

I gotta baddie, she sucking and fucking

So tell your lame bitch she can kick rocks

Wear Rick Owen's when I go to sleep (yeah)

That bitch ride me like a rotary (what)

Damn that boy talking over me

While I bust up in his bitch ovaries

Patek fac' set nautilus

From a factory you ain't heard of, yeah (ticking)

Take your bitch back I'll return her (yeah)

But keep her lowkey in my burner I'm like (what)

D-Diamonds all on my chain, yeah

Diamonds all on my fist, yeah (boo-boo-boo-boo)

Damn that boy a little pissed, yeah

Cause he ain't got my whip (uh)

Yeah no he ain't got my bitch (what)

Yeah no he ain't got my swag (I'm like)

I don't even gotta flex, yeah

You still can't rock my drip (I'm like yeah)

I got a bad bitch she suck on the woah

Damn that bitch in love with the mother fucking pole

I-I pour the act' got me acting real slow

When I walk in this bitch, yeah they all hit the woah (what, woah)

Yeah I know, yeah, your bitch she is a hoe, yeah

But you don't know, yeah, she flashing her tits at my show, yeah let's go

Yeah, you can't rock my drip, yeah

Marithé François Girbaud, yeah

You can't fuck that bitch, yeah

Cause that bitch love me the most, yeah

Damn she love my drip, yeah

She gonna bust off her clothes, yeah

You can't rock my drip, yeah

Marithé François Girbaud yeah, yeah

Yeah, you can't rock my drip

Yeah, my name is Drippy Dior, yeah

I just fucked your bitch, yeah

You know that bitch she a hoe, yeah

On-On my fucking shit, yeah

Rocking that soon out the tour, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)

Rock-Rocking that soon out the tour

That bitch she suck on my dick

In the back of the whip while she grab on my stick (yeah)

Then ima shift out the whip

Pulling up on your bitch, just got lip then I dipped (yeah)

Now she want more, but they call her a whore

So I'm off it, come pick up your bitch

Suppress the tip

Gon' let it hit, bullets they rain from my choppa'

Gon' let that shit spit