Drip 3X
Drippin' that sauce
I'm drippin' that sauce
Drip drip
Drip drip drip
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip
Yeah yeah
Bitch I be drippin' the sauce
And I leave your bitch preggo
Bitch I'm drippin' hot sauce
I ain't even talkin' Feugo
Bitch I'm stackin' money up like a Leggo
She finna eat up the dick like a Eggo
Gang gang (Gang)
223 wit' a scope and a aim
Don't open yo legs cause I just want the brain
I'm fuckin' yo side and I'm fuckin' yo main
Diamonds on my wrist and diamonds my chain
Diamonds wetter than the muhfuckin' rain
Loyalty to my niggas and you know that shit will never fuckin' change
I remember when them bitches used to try and play a nigga like a muhfuckin' game
Ever since I got some right up in my pocket now she wanna ride like a train
11,000 fans right on the gram nigga you know she fuckin' for the fame
Yeah nigga yeah my heart cold
I can't even fuckin' trust a soul
They say my verses nasty just like mold
My niggas bangin' B and I talkin' bout' no Bowl
Drip drip drip (What, what)
Yeah yeah (wait)
Drip drip drip (Yeah)
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip (Huh, huh)
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah yeah
Drip
Ballin' like Scottie Pippen
Can't catch me slippin'
Tie your shoe lace cause you trippin'
Shawty want me back like a pick 6
But no you can get lit like a bulb
I don't have time for these hoes
I been on my own zone
One day you gon' see me on a tv show
Yeah, I'm not yo bro
Don't dap me up, don't know what's up
I'ma get bucks, you ran out of luck
Boy I'm too difficult run up the interval yeah
Give her that drip and she might poke like a dot
Whether you like it or not (yeah yeah)
Smoke the gas and I'm high in the clouds
When I'm performing ya might just hate in the crowd
Don't try me stupid I'm saving for toolies
This rap shit I do it I'm tryna influence
I really be coolin', Ice Cubin' yeah
Yeah, I do not play
Hmm, what can I say?
I got some money that I made today
Fuck a drip drop
Bitch its the wave
Too many chains on my neck like a slave
I'm in Atlanta nigga like the Braves
She wanna fuck me even though she gay
Her mouth on my dick, what did she say?
She give me that head like a tutor give brain
Gloves tight, mask on like I'm Bane
White bitch in a red thong call her candy cane
Look at my cup that purple what I drank
Diamonds on my neck drippin' on my chest just like a Saint
I got some money I just left the bank
Bitch saw me at the mall and she faint
I got that sauce and I drip it like paint
Young Tae bitch I'm somethin' you ain't
Just like a pepper I'm leavin' em' stank
Diamonds skatin' on my neck like a ring
I'm in the streets and I got me some rank
Yeah, aye listen man
These niggas gassed like a gar
Gassed like a car, gassed like a tank
But it don't matter they care what I think
Check I'm ahead of em'
I be way too delicate
Shawty gon' come back my way like the revenant
Huh, yeah
Changing my flow like the weatherman
Better take notes, Letterman
Ooh, I like how she taste, peaches
Y'all doin' shit for no reason
Shawty gon' give me her door to put keys in
You better know it's a wrap
Burritos, tacos, matter fact Charmin
Matter fact your girl like me cause I'm charmin'
Better get a bucket cause I'm drippin' like a faucet
Yeah yuh
Drip drip drip (What, what)
Yeah yeah (wait)
Drip drip drip (Yeah)
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip (Huh, huh)
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah yeah
I'm drippin' that sauce
Drip drip
Drip drip drip
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip
Yeah yeah
Bitch I be drippin' the sauce
And I leave your bitch preggo
Bitch I'm drippin' hot sauce
I ain't even talkin' Feugo
Bitch I'm stackin' money up like a Leggo
She finna eat up the dick like a Eggo
Gang gang (Gang)
223 wit' a scope and a aim
Don't open yo legs cause I just want the brain
I'm fuckin' yo side and I'm fuckin' yo main
Diamonds on my wrist and diamonds my chain
Diamonds wetter than the muhfuckin' rain
Loyalty to my niggas and you know that shit will never fuckin' change
I remember when them bitches used to try and play a nigga like a muhfuckin' game
Ever since I got some right up in my pocket now she wanna ride like a train
11,000 fans right on the gram nigga you know she fuckin' for the fame
Yeah nigga yeah my heart cold
I can't even fuckin' trust a soul
They say my verses nasty just like mold
My niggas bangin' B and I talkin' bout' no Bowl
Drip drip drip (What, what)
Yeah yeah (wait)
Drip drip drip (Yeah)
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip (Huh, huh)
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah yeah
Drip
Ballin' like Scottie Pippen
Can't catch me slippin'
Tie your shoe lace cause you trippin'
Shawty want me back like a pick 6
But no you can get lit like a bulb
I don't have time for these hoes
I been on my own zone
One day you gon' see me on a tv show
Yeah, I'm not yo bro
Don't dap me up, don't know what's up
I'ma get bucks, you ran out of luck
Boy I'm too difficult run up the interval yeah
Give her that drip and she might poke like a dot
Whether you like it or not (yeah yeah)
Smoke the gas and I'm high in the clouds
When I'm performing ya might just hate in the crowd
Don't try me stupid I'm saving for toolies
This rap shit I do it I'm tryna influence
I really be coolin', Ice Cubin' yeah
Yeah, I do not play
Hmm, what can I say?
I got some money that I made today
Fuck a drip drop
Bitch its the wave
Too many chains on my neck like a slave
I'm in Atlanta nigga like the Braves
She wanna fuck me even though she gay
Her mouth on my dick, what did she say?
She give me that head like a tutor give brain
Gloves tight, mask on like I'm Bane
White bitch in a red thong call her candy cane
Look at my cup that purple what I drank
Diamonds on my neck drippin' on my chest just like a Saint
I got some money I just left the bank
Bitch saw me at the mall and she faint
I got that sauce and I drip it like paint
Young Tae bitch I'm somethin' you ain't
Just like a pepper I'm leavin' em' stank
Diamonds skatin' on my neck like a ring
I'm in the streets and I got me some rank
Yeah, aye listen man
These niggas gassed like a gar
Gassed like a car, gassed like a tank
But it don't matter they care what I think
Check I'm ahead of em'
I be way too delicate
Shawty gon' come back my way like the revenant
Huh, yeah
Changing my flow like the weatherman
Better take notes, Letterman
Ooh, I like how she taste, peaches
Y'all doin' shit for no reason
Shawty gon' give me her door to put keys in
You better know it's a wrap
Burritos, tacos, matter fact Charmin
Matter fact your girl like me cause I'm charmin'
Better get a bucket cause I'm drippin' like a faucet
Yeah yuh
Drip drip drip (What, what)
Yeah yeah (wait)
Drip drip drip (Yeah)
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip (Huh, huh)
Yeah yeah
Drip drip drip (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Sir Sylvy
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