Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drip or Drown, artist - Gunna. Album song Drip or Drown, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment
Song language: English
Drip or Drown |
I got woodgrain on my Damier Buckle |
Cool quarter mill in my Goyard duffle |
I won again so you still gotta shuffle |
Born with the drip and just learned how to hustle |
Look at your bitch through these Dior bifocals |
I get me some head, she bend that shit over |
They say lately I been lookin' like dollars |
Pinstripe high waters, I dress like a golfer |
We ride in foreigns, ain’t no more Impalas |
They ain’t have the new born but I got baby bottles |
Shoppin' at Barney, I drip like a model |
Watch how I drip when I hit that Met Gala |
Codeine I sip with my lip, don’t get splattered |
Doctor told me I got l lean in my bladder |
Run through this cash like family don’t matter |
I got your back, feel the same pain together |
Pop off the tag, my partner just swear |
Baby blue Jag made my mom feel better |
Fucked a snow bunny at my show at Coachella |
VVS damn they pointers in my bezel |
We move too fast, it get slimy as ever |
Life is too grimy, I watch for the devil |
It’s a Rolls Royce, and it comes with umbrellas |
2018 and that Porsche Carrera |
Goyard pouch (hey) |
Racks in the quarter ounce (hey) |
Two accounts (hey) |
Large amounts, ooh |
Shop around (hey) |
Designer down, ooh |
Drip or drown (hey) |
Drip or drown, ooh |
Killin' these hoes, need to call paramedics |
New Fendi runners, I feel athletic |
Run that shit up, bought my partner a Patek |
Blowin' this cash, it was times we ain’t have it |
Got twenty-one bitches, I must be a savage |
Cook in the kitchen, the dope smell like acid |
Pourin' this Hi-Tech, I’m sippin', relaxin' |
Vibes in LA, Gunna fuckin' the baddest |
FN ain’t plastic, put him in a casket |
I wiped his nose quickly, pass him a napkin (slime) |
Got an addiction, in love with this fashion |
Prayin' for all of my bros like we Catholic |
Lifetime of hats 'cause you always be cappin' |
Niggas ain’t eatin', stop cappin', you ain’t fastin' |
Can’t get no sleep 'cause my life is all action |
See how shit happened, I made it in rappin' |
Goyard pouch (hey) |
Racks in the quarter ounce (hey) |
Two accounts (hey) |
Large amounts, ooh |
Shop around (hey) |
Designer down, ooh |
Drip or drown (hey) |
Drip or drown, ooh |