This House

Yeah
Hmpt
Drip on drip I'm dripped out
Work my wrist then ice my wrist out
Pass on me bitch missed out
Bitch I'm the catch I can't miss out
Yeah
I got bags in this house
And I got cash dats stashed in this house
I broke her back n she flipped out
I'll take the cash and I'll pass on the clout
I had put trust in my homie nem last time
Now it's like fuck all dat homie shit
Fighting a case right now cuz I got a gun and I'm gon use it if u try ta fuck wit me
Lucky ion be fuckn with niggas and all of des pussy ass niggas don't fuck wit me
I got da bag and I fuck good and txt back
That's why yo bitch fell in love with me

I want da fast one I like racing
Me n yo bitch exchange fuck faces
Bitch I be balling I'm major
Whipping the pot like it's a slave
Dis exotic no immigration
I got the real one no imitation
Percocet pills but I'm no patient
Sell a lot of shit that I ain't taking
How you in da trap but you broke need a day job
I done made a hunid out da trap no bank fraud
I can make da trap jump jus like leaf frog
I done put da water on me like ice on defrost
Yo bih on me like a seesaw
Put da dick too deep now da bih turn to a retard
Shining on you hoes like a quasar
Socially distant like I pressed the space bar

Drip on drip I'm dripped out
Work my wrist then ice my wrist out
Pass on me bitch missed out
Bitch I'm the catch I can't miss out
Yeah
I got bags in this house
And I got cash dats stashed in this house
I broke her back n she flipped out
I'll take the cash and I'll pass on the clout
I had put trust in my homie nem last time
Now it's like fuck all dat homie shit
Fighting a case right now cuz I got a gun and I'm gon use it if u try ta fuck wit me
Lucky ion be fuckn with niggas and all of des pussy ass niggas don't fuck wit me
I got da bag and I fuck good and txt back
That's why yo bitch fell in love with me

I wanna fuck now bitch I hate waiting
I ain't taking hoes on no baecation
I cuddle da money that's me caking
Work my bitch like plantation
I ain't no doctor I ain't got patients
But I got scripts on me like I'm in pain
Water on me like da rain
I caught my first play after dat I ain't never been the same
How u get da bag then fumble den get it back
Fuck a bitch on sum Gucci sheets that's a couple racks
I be stuffing blunts wit da pack
Yeah
I'll cut a bitch off cuz of how da bitch act
Cross me you gone die one day I bet dat
Got a box bout to drop told my bitch get dat
Bitch talkn bout where it's at
Stupid ass bih it's right there in front of the

Drip on drip I'm dripped out
Work my wrist then ice my wrist out
Pass on me bitch missed out
Bitch I'm the catch I can't miss out
I got bags in this house
And I got cash dats stashed in this house
I broke her back n she flipped out
I'll take the cash and I'll pass on the clout
I had put trust in my homie nem last time
Now it's like fuck all dat homie shit
Fighting a case right now cuz I got a gun and im gon use it if u try ta fuck wit me
Lucky ion be fuckn with niggas and all of des pussy ass niggas don't fuck wit me
I got da bag and I fuck good and txt back
That's why yo bitch fell in love with me



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Writer(s): Joseph Neely
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