Sippin' the Drink
Yea runts yea
Been sippin the drink for three days (drank)
Gas in the tank speed race (skurt)
If she let me smash need face
I'm doing the dash freeway
I run it fast relay
They call me flash Dwade (wade)
I drip on em spalsh easy (splash)
I jumped in my bag cliche (woo)
Sippin the drink for three days (drank)
Gas in the tank speed race (skurt)
If she let me smash need face
I'm doing the dash freeway
I run it up fast relay
They call me flash Dwade
I drip on em splash easy
I jumped in my bag cliche
We love Balenci sneakers say track
But the B's on my sweater gon cost me ten-fifty
Blew like a fifty on drip
Never stop eating gon swipe on the piece till it's empty
Drip I got plenty
I gotta split up the money but I'm takin half of the biti
Tell em we litty (tell em we litty)
Too many bitches been hittin my line ain't tryna fuck?
So I tell em I'm busy
Bottle for bottle
You know we play but I feel like I'm future I stick to the models
They wanna borrow cannot feel sorry for niggas
I'm ballin like I hit the lotto
Come back tomorrow
They lookin startled they panic and twirling from shots out the Tahoe
Stacks in my cargos
Been breaking the bank and been counting the bag
I been ducking the five-o
Can't say no names he be lit with them P's
And be bussin em chops and he feel like El Chapo (chapo)
I'm Inda six reppin' that six
I'm putting on for my fam in Toronto
Still copping drip ima jump on a flight don't believe in the hype
Ima Gucci the goggles (Gucci gang)
Still crackin shit and I stack my blue chips
And my foot onda gas and we coming full throttle
I'm on em pills
Poppin em a perky's I'm lit off a thirty they gimme a thrill
Open the seal
Sippin' the dirty my vision is blurry don't know how to feel
Weapon concealed
I'm moving sturdy my bitch got the forty she come from Brazil
Mind on a mill what is the Verdi man I'm out in jersey
Been sippin the drink for three days (drank)
Gas in the tank speed race (skurt)
If she let me smash need face
I'm doing the dash freeway
I run it fast relay
They call me flash Dwade (wade)
I drip on em spalsh easy (splash)
I jumped in my bag cliche (woo)
Sippin the drink for three days (drank)
Gas in the tank speed race (skurt)
If she let me smash need face
I'm doing the dash freeway
I run it up fast relay (yessir)
They call me flash Dwade
I drip on em splash easy
I jumped in my bag cliche (kay)
Been sippin the drink for three days (drank)
Gas in the tank speed race (skurt)
If she let me smash need face
I'm doing the dash freeway
I run it fast relay
They call me flash Dwade (wade)
I drip on em spalsh easy (splash)
I jumped in my bag cliche (woo)
Sippin the drink for three days (drank)
Gas in the tank speed race (skurt)
If she let me smash need face
I'm doing the dash freeway
I run it up fast relay
They call me flash Dwade
I drip on em splash easy
I jumped in my bag cliche
We love Balenci sneakers say track
But the B's on my sweater gon cost me ten-fifty
Blew like a fifty on drip
Never stop eating gon swipe on the piece till it's empty
Drip I got plenty
I gotta split up the money but I'm takin half of the biti
Tell em we litty (tell em we litty)
Too many bitches been hittin my line ain't tryna fuck?
So I tell em I'm busy
Bottle for bottle
You know we play but I feel like I'm future I stick to the models
They wanna borrow cannot feel sorry for niggas
I'm ballin like I hit the lotto
Come back tomorrow
They lookin startled they panic and twirling from shots out the Tahoe
Stacks in my cargos
Been breaking the bank and been counting the bag
I been ducking the five-o
Can't say no names he be lit with them P's
And be bussin em chops and he feel like El Chapo (chapo)
I'm Inda six reppin' that six
I'm putting on for my fam in Toronto
Still copping drip ima jump on a flight don't believe in the hype
Ima Gucci the goggles (Gucci gang)
Still crackin shit and I stack my blue chips
And my foot onda gas and we coming full throttle
I'm on em pills
Poppin em a perky's I'm lit off a thirty they gimme a thrill
Open the seal
Sippin' the dirty my vision is blurry don't know how to feel
Weapon concealed
I'm moving sturdy my bitch got the forty she come from Brazil
Mind on a mill what is the Verdi man I'm out in jersey
Been sippin the drink for three days (drank)
Gas in the tank speed race (skurt)
If she let me smash need face
I'm doing the dash freeway
I run it fast relay
They call me flash Dwade (wade)
I drip on em spalsh easy (splash)
I jumped in my bag cliche (woo)
Sippin the drink for three days (drank)
Gas in the tank speed race (skurt)
If she let me smash need face
I'm doing the dash freeway
I run it up fast relay (yessir)
They call me flash Dwade
I drip on em splash easy
I jumped in my bag cliche (kay)
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