Drip lyrics

Intro : What do we call it Geno ( Al Geno on the track)

Hook: Yea, Them hoes gone wait for Drip , Put em in the lineup( They All gon wait in line ) , this ain’t no basic gear this all designer , Can’t f*ck no basic b*tch they all 9’s and up , it’s rare you meet a n*gga like me she got all kinds of luck, Hood n*gga got Rap Money this ain’t regular , thirty dollar phone , how I make a hunnid off this cellular , never had up dreams but that b*tch know I’m a player , She can buy me 100 capes , but that b*tch know I won’t save her

Verse 1
Cause that’s just have we raised up , then I beat her face like I do makeup , but I still can’t save her, I just can’t be laid up, b*tch I’ll see you later, she know I’m a player, if I ever save a hoe then that b*tch look like Jada, Told the b*tch I’m with NoCap she like oh y’all be with Rylo, She a lucky hoe if she ever met me , It’s a chance she hit that lotto , I’m From Alabama but im pulling scams you might catch me at Wells Fargo, I’m a hood n*gga with some b*tches, you can get a ticket played her for a minute , I might jus put you in my lineup tryna pick the paint off my paints I’m just like chill hoe these designer, Goyard Belt can’t find em, I ain’t been no basic n*gga, I can’t f*ck no basic b*tch, yeah my shoes from Jeffrey’s b*tch I can’t be rocking basic kicks, you catch this drip it’s a big slip, it ain’t no regular fall , it’s rare you meet a n*gga like me I ain’t your regular dog, He a gentleman I’m a civil man, I’m tryna nut all in your mouth, get the drip from France, I know you a Fan, Baby you can’t catch me in no mall




Hook : Them Hoes gon wait for drip ,Put em in the lineup( They All gon wait in line ) , this ain’t no basic gear this all designer , Can’t f*ck no basic b*tch they all 9’s and up , it’s rare you meet a n*gga like me she got all kinds of luck, Hood n*gga got Rap Money this ain’t regular , thirty dollar phone , how I make a hunnid off this cellular , never had up dreams but that b*tch know I’m a player , She can buy me 100 capes , but that b*tch know I won’t save her


Verse 2: I’m not no hero shawty, I don’t think I look like Superman, I’m tryna pick you up and drop you off, I’m like the Uber man , I ain’t tryna be around you too long , I ain’t tryna move in, you say you laid up waiting on me but I bring the whole crew in, I don’t even want you heard you got your taxes, let me claim your two twins , these Christian Loubs , Spikes on my shoes , baby these was two bands , I’m a rockstar ain’t no Guitar, But I brought the tool in, they say that water deep , I jumped off the porch and jumped smooth in , me and Lou made fifty bands off a phone , half a bag get you gone , made the news but he ain’t make it home , Grim Reaper with that Chrome, Green Beam on him , sticks like a turtle , n*gga they ain’t moving slow, I drop it off at your door , I put that sh*t on and get at your hoe

I got them sticks but I’m looking for more, yea I got them sticks but I’m looking for more , I got them licks but I’m looking for more , she suck my di*k but I still want some more (hmmm yeah) I f*ck that b*tch but she still want some more , say that I’m dirty like drank that I pour, I cut your grass then I kick in ya door

Hook: Them Hoes gon wait for drip ,Put em in the lineup( They All gon wait in line ) , this ain’t no basic gear this all designer , Can’t f*ck no basic b*tch they all 9’s and up , it’s rare you meet a n*gga like me she got all kinds of luck, Hood n*gga got Rap Money this ain’t regular , thirty dollar phone , how I make a hunnid off this cellular , never had up dreams but that b*tch know I’m a player , She can buy me 100 capes , but that b*tch know I won’t save her