Drip

So much drip, you'll say its for no reason
They preaching like deacon

I see you cold as ice, you made my heart froze
You told me put it on my sleeve then

And I know you don't know what I know
But trust and believe in

Only take one call from my iPhone
Stretchers pull up he bleeding

It's wet in the stu
It's wet in the stu
It's wet in here, it's wet in here, it's wet in the stu

Now I ain't never ever say that I was bulletproof
But one thing you not gone do
Is put me on mute

It's wet up in the Stu
Drip Drip Drip

And I'm in my bag too much cash
She thick and she bad
And I'm in my bag

It's wet up in the stu
Drip Drip Drip

And I'm in my bag too much cash
She thick and she bad
And I'm in my bag

I got the drip and I got the sauce
You fuck around get caught, Randy Moss

Flipping the coin toss and you loss
They say the secret to this drip is the sauce

Only fuck with fine bitches
Like Aquafina sipping Voss

Momma asks me how my pockets getting fatter
Like my name was Ross

But when I'm with the gang
Know Im stepping ten toes

I'm the type to flip it back
Get some more

Tooling shit with no hammer
Free the big homies locked up in the slammer

Late nights sipping shit out the Fanta
I'm going ghost-like my name was Phantom

I feel like a villain
I feel like a villain
These niggas talk like they a civilian

They doing the killing dealing and drilling
Get them off me before these niggas catch rounds
Get them off me they ain't getting no pounds

I can flip it up these niggas needing surround sounds
Its getting louder
They type on the net
But quiet when I be around them (Around them, Around)

Huncho TheKidd

It's wet up in the stu
Drip Drip Drip

And I'm in my bag too much cash
She thick and she bad
And I'm in my bag

It's wet up in the stu
Drip Drip Drip

And I'm in my bag too much cash
She thick and she bad
And I'm in my bag

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Writer(s): Benjamin Vauters
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