TNS DRIPPIN

Kearve, ayy)

(Brrrat) (TK)

 

Drop bars like nuts

Girls go nuts

Middle fingers up like fuck these cunts

Cunts get rolled like smokes and blunts

When the boys be on the hunt

Ain't talking no fairy tales, TNs dripping

See these rat-tails

Got your bitch dripping like a snail

Every time you don't get bail

Livin' life like I'm on the run

Out of JD so I gotta run, up the street to get some

Hopin' that we don't get done

Ain't got any so gotta grab Henny

Off my cup ain't pop no xannys

Talk about bud yeah we got plenty

Ain't flash no dots till its washed in a CD

Act like a boss talking 3-D

Paranoid everywhere I look

I see these tell these cunts they ain't want to be me

Want me hung on a cross at C-3

Singing this be me through MP3

None of these sluts can cop the D

Tell a slut what you want from me

Tell a bitch I ain't talk for free

So I gotta stay wonder where he fell nobody know

Full of that weed smell ever been too [?] here we fucking go

Wonder where he fell ain't nobody know

Full of that weed smell ever been too [?] here we fucking go

 

So follow that kid, follow that kid, follow that kid bitch

Follow that kid, follow that kid, follow that kid bitch

Follow that kid, follow that kid, follow that kid bitch

Follow that kid, follow that kid, follow that kid bitch

 

[Verse 2]

Follow that kid and she wantin' the dick

Watching her be and it's making me sick

Grabbing my leg tryna touch my dick

She ain't turn me on so I'm soft as shit

Too easy for my liking

Guess I'm old-school like a viking

Cunts go find that shit surprising

But these days [?] ain't dying

Lad, I'm new to it, so I'm hatin' it

Back in the day ya chasin' it

You used to wish for this now I'm facing it

And ya saying you wanna get a taste of it

These bitches way to fishy

Like 6ix9ine she wants that stiffy

This situation be iffy

But my mate Dosh can chop a fifty

[?] that premo sticky icky, know what I mean

I'm chopping that green

Chop up my P and make a G

L-A-D nah ain't no G

K to the E-A-R-V-E

Ask these cunts what they want from me

That your girl be starving, back stage tryna get that D

Back on my own shit stay on my lonesome

Back on my thrown shit but I ain't [?]

If it's a charge then I ain't postin'

Look at my past now look where I'm going

People can't stop me say that I'm conky

Only hate on me 'cause they girl want me

Next to me, she's calling me baby

Next to you, she's calling you poppy (ha)

 

[Chorus]

So follow that kid, follow that kid, follow that kid bitch

Follow that kid, follow that kid, follow that kid bitch

Follow that kid, follow that kid, follow that kid bitch

Follow that kid, follow that kid, follow that kid bitch