DRIP SICK
I'm DripSick
That sauce it went to my head
I got a passion for counting dead's
Just Push the cash in my hand
Where I come from
Niggas only talking bout bands
This talk ain't cheap
Do I look like Ted
Stand on it
Cause I said what I said
Don't play with it
I'll feed his ass lead
I got drip half off
Don't trip full price
You could get the whole script
My lifestyle real lavage
Off rip I can tell you the type
Who gone trick on a bitch
I don't know about you
But I'm it
I could work this weight off
Cause I'm lifetime fit
In a droptop vette
With a droptop bitch
On my side of town
We don't talk bout shit
Lowkey highkey
I'm the goat
Play with ghoul
It was murder she wrote
Bread head
You could die bout a loaf
I been plotting on a castle
In the hills with a moat
I step out
And I put on a show
I don't want yo bitch
I'm just here for the throat
You want smoke
You can drop me the loc
If my nigga turn opp
He gone pay what he owe
Fuck a friend
He gone lay where his mans at
Think he slick
He get hit in his SnapBack
Ran his mouth
He got hit with a clap back
I eat up careers
It's a rap snack
My plug Brady with the pack
Ima catch that
Playing with the gang
Turn his ass to hashtag
My old bitch for streets
You can have that
Rap Beef
Dry Beef
You Can Bag that
I'm DripSick
That sauce it went to my head
I got a passion for counting dead's
Just Push the cash in my hand
Where I come from
Niggas only talking bout bands
This talk ain't cheap
Do I look like Ted
Stand on it
Cause I said what I said
Don't play with it
I'll feed his ass lead
I got drip half off
Don't trip full price
You could get the whole script
My lifestyle real lavage
Off rip I can tell you the type
Who gone trick on a bitch
I don't know about you
But I'm it
I could work this weight off
Cause I'm lifetime fit
In a droptop vette
With a droptop bitch
On my side of town
We don't talk bout shit
Lowkey highkey
I'm the goat
Play with ghoul
It was murder she wrote
Bread head
You could die bout a loaf
I been plotting on a castle
In the hills with a moat
I step out
And I put on a show
I don't want yo bitch
I'm just here for the throat
You want smoke
You can drop me the loc
If my nigga turn opp
He gone pay what he owe
That sauce it went to my head
I got a passion for counting dead's
Just Push the cash in my hand
Where I come from
Niggas only talking bout bands
This talk ain't cheap
Do I look like Ted
Stand on it
Cause I said what I said
Don't play with it
I'll feed his ass lead
I got drip half off
Don't trip full price
You could get the whole script
My lifestyle real lavage
Off rip I can tell you the type
Who gone trick on a bitch
I don't know about you
But I'm it
I could work this weight off
Cause I'm lifetime fit
In a droptop vette
With a droptop bitch
On my side of town
We don't talk bout shit
Lowkey highkey
I'm the goat
Play with ghoul
It was murder she wrote
Bread head
You could die bout a loaf
I been plotting on a castle
In the hills with a moat
I step out
And I put on a show
I don't want yo bitch
I'm just here for the throat
You want smoke
You can drop me the loc
If my nigga turn opp
He gone pay what he owe
Fuck a friend
He gone lay where his mans at
Think he slick
He get hit in his SnapBack
Ran his mouth
He got hit with a clap back
I eat up careers
It's a rap snack
My plug Brady with the pack
Ima catch that
Playing with the gang
Turn his ass to hashtag
My old bitch for streets
You can have that
Rap Beef
Dry Beef
You Can Bag that
I'm DripSick
That sauce it went to my head
I got a passion for counting dead's
Just Push the cash in my hand
Where I come from
Niggas only talking bout bands
This talk ain't cheap
Do I look like Ted
Stand on it
Cause I said what I said
Don't play with it
I'll feed his ass lead
I got drip half off
Don't trip full price
You could get the whole script
My lifestyle real lavage
Off rip I can tell you the type
Who gone trick on a bitch
I don't know about you
But I'm it
I could work this weight off
Cause I'm lifetime fit
In a droptop vette
With a droptop bitch
On my side of town
We don't talk bout shit
Lowkey highkey
I'm the goat
Play with ghoul
It was murder she wrote
Bread head
You could die bout a loaf
I been plotting on a castle
In the hills with a moat
I step out
And I put on a show
I don't want yo bitch
I'm just here for the throat
You want smoke
You can drop me the loc
If my nigga turn opp
He gone pay what he owe
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Writer(s): Deshawn Banyard
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