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