Drippin'

I gotta go get it
Look how I be drippin
I gotta go get it
Yo pussy be drippin
She for me I'm in it
My type she ain't tripping
It's for me I'm in it
My cup full it's spilling

That pussy mine
Don't give it to nobody
No chance but just meet me in the lobby
Don't judge me got too many bodies
It's alright you the one for tonight
You might be the one if yo pussy tight
Nother show cross the country
Just come catch my flight
Back when I was nothing
Had to roll the dice
I was eating lotta ramen noodles
And alotta rice
Silent, what I gotta say
It ain't really nice
She just wanna come on over
I ain't trynna hit it twice
Where the scissors
I should break our ties
Imma just tell you the truth
I ain't with the lies
No ordinary rodeo
Call me Lil Skies

She be on this dick trynna fuck it right
I don't give a fuck if she spend the night
Tattoos on her butt make me cum on sight
I'm just playing
We goin stay up all night
We goin do this shit till it light

Drinkin everything
I don't fuck with beer that's light
She don't drink she stay sober
But can take the pipe
I ain't really picky
She the perfect type
I'm sorry tho you can't be my wife
I'm a player I be playin games
Fuck a station I got a 360
Chest is hollow
RIP my heart don't show me no pity

Just need you to swallow
Then ya gettin 50
Sell yo man a taco
If he beef with me
Fighting fire with fire
You can't take the heat
Why you plotting against me
You know I can't be beat
I love this beat
Yo girl love my meat
Why She tellin you that veggie all she eat
I know She goin let me get a sneak peak
Got me laughing
When you send me a tweet
Why you walk-in funny
Girl you can't use your feet
Got a Benz I don't fuck with xanz
RIP to Lil Peep
That shit cut me deep

I gotta go get it
Look how I be drippin
I gotta go get it
Yo pussy be drippin
She for me I'm in it
My type she ain't tripping
It's for me I'm in it
My cup full it's spilling



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Writer(s): David Mircea
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