| Yup
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| Yup
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| Two Benzes, one Bentley Coupe, and two Bimmers
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| Think I’m a seamstress, I stay in the cleaners
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| 2k my sweatsuit, I walk with demeanor
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| Sippin' on lean, can you tell me who leaner
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| Showin' me pics of your ho, I done seen her
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| Twenty-three racks got me feeling like Tinker
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| I like your bitch 'cause her pussy look pinker
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| Made that ho cum with two rings on my fingers
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| Crocodile seats and my cousin look like he been shippin' packs
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| And we back, yeah, that’s a fact
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| Lately I promise I been on my bull
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| You finna get shot, acting like you cool
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| Drip to my socks, in Alyx I’m a fool
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| Sickö my brother, he stay with a tool
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| If you won’t pop it, boy pass it to Tuan
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| Flipped in your bitch, dawg her pussy a pond
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| Feel like a swan laying in the Don Juan
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| Yeah, I been an artist, but not rap, boy, I con
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| Fuck these new niggas, I ain’t 'em, too foreign
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| My bitch a fairy, she walk with a wand
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| JBan$ my brother, if I fight, he scuffle
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| That’s not a joke, that boy can’t wait to tussle
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| TEC-9, no 'tussin, these stripper hoes bussin' (Yeah)
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| Lustin', not lovin', my guap, bitch, keep buzzin' (Yeah)
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| I got woodgrain on my Damier Buckle (Uh)
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| Cool quarter mill' in my Goyard duffle (Yeah)
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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 (Hus')
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| Look at your bitch through these Dior bifocals (Look)
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| I get me some head, she bend that shit over (Yeah)
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| They say lately I been lookin' like dollars (Yeah)
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| Pinstripe high waters, I dress like a golfer (Drip)
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| We ride in foreigns, ain’t no more Impalas (Foreigns)
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| They ain’t have the new born but I got baby bottles (Ah)
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| Shoppin' at Barney, I drip like a model (Yeah)
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| Watch how I drip when I hit that Met Gala (Yeah)
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| Codeine I sip with my lip, don’t get splattered (Sip)
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| Doctor told me I got l lean in my bladder (Mm)
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| Run through this cash like family don’t matter (Cash)
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| I got your back, feel the same pain together (Yeah)
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| Pop off the tag of my Palm Angels sweater (Yeah)
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| Baby blue Jag made my mom feel better (Yeah)
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| Fucked a snow bunny at my show at Coachella (Yeah)
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| VVS damn they pointers in my bezel (Yeah)
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| We move too fast, it get slimy as ever (Slime)
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| Life is too grimy, I watch for the devil (Grime)
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| It’s a Rolls Royce, and it comes with umbrellas (Ooh)
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| 2018 and that Porsche is Carrera (Hey)
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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 (Yeah)
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| Shop around (Hey)
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| Designer down, ooh (Yeah)
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| Drip or drown (Hey)
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| Drip or drown, ooh (Yeah)
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| Killin' these hoes, need to call paramedics (Kill)
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| New Fendi runners, I feel athletic (Yeah)
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| Run that shit up, bought my partner a Patek (Hey)
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| Blowin' this cash, it was times we ain’t have it (Yeah)
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| Got twenty-one bitches, I must be a savage (Yup)
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| Cook in the kitchen, the dope smell like acid (Yup)
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| Pourin' this Hi-Tech, I’m sippin', relaxin' (Yeah)
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| Vibes in L.A., Gunna fuckin' the baddest (Vibes)
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| FN ain’t plastic, put him in a casket (Uh)
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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 (Yeah)
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| Prayin' for all of my bros like we Catholic (Pray)
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| Lifetime of hats 'cause you always be cappin' (Hey)
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| Niggas ain’t eatin', stop cappin', you ain’t fastin' (Cap)
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| Can’t get no sleep 'cause my life is all action (Yeah)
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| See how shit happened, I made it in rappin' (Yeah)
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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 (Yeah)
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| Shop around (Hey)
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| Designer down, ooh (Yeah)
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| Drip or drown (Hey)
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| Drip or drown, ooh (Yeah) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drip or Drown Remix, artist - Gunna. Album song Drip Season 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп