Drip lyrics

by

Z Money


[Intro]
Zone 6 n*gga, Pyrex Whippa
Swag terrific I could drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
Molly hangin' off her lip, lip, lip, lip, lip
Come here baby take a sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
In the kitchen, imma whip, In the kitchen imma whip whip whip
[Verse 1]
Run up and go get a sack, blitz
My outfit it come out of Sacs, fifth
Trap n*gga I got them keys, piano
Hunnid round chop on the show who the rambo?
Bought her a ticket she trynna get flew out
Bring them bags to your trap make a move out
Slide on a n*gga I put on my skates
Do so much pound think I put on some weight
Drum on a drape he ain’t like 808s
Selfie-stick he get a shot to the face
Sold in a week I Re'd-Up on the eighth
ARP knock all the bones out of place
I got on Bape, camouflage drippy
On the stove whippin' and Pyrex he with me
n*gga told me I remind him of Nipsey
Got a bad b*tch and my Blueface be Cryppin’
Versace drippin' I swear it ain't nothin'
di*k on a glizzy I see you was bussin'
Stay with F and it sound like I'm cussin'
Turnt him to a trampoline left him jumpin'
No I don’t want ’em, b*tches they want me
You got one bread hold up n*gga I want three
Ran off on the plug he callin' like f*ck me
Should’ve listened when they told him don't f*ck me
[Chorus]
Swag terrific I could drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
Molly hangin' off her lip, lip, lip, lip, lip
Come here baby take a sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
In the kitchen, imma whip, In the kitchen imma whip whip whip
[Verse 2]
Young n*ggas on the block only like 13
They don't go to school sell rocks that’s first thing
Get your fool killed mouth dry they thirsty
Swear I fell in love when I sold my first P
Young n*gga 12 year old poppin' percies
Bro pop a xan fell asleep he swerving
f*ck them blocks swear to god she irky
All I wanna do is count up I'm nerdy
Drinkin' Petrune, sh*t I'm like oo sh*t
Glock 19 clip hang like a pool stick
I'm in my zone, tell him to cool it
Blocboy JB I'm bout to shoot it
Out in the streets with a dog I'm a big dud
I got that stick on me boutta do stick-up
Pull up I'm shootin' whoevers was witcha
Words of advice don't bring your kids up
b*tch, I'm leanin'
No, codeine and
I'm on some sh*t that have n*ggas out fienin'
For, no reason
n*gga play defense
I send a shot have them boys out there reachin'
n*gga they say Izzy smoother than lotion
Quarterback sh*t I put plays out in motion
Molly dipped in water b*tch that's the potion
Swag terrific, I could drip me an ocean
[Chorus]
Swag terrific I could drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
Molly hangin' off her lip, lip, lip, lip, lip
Come here baby take a sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
In the kitchen, imma whip, In the kitchen imma whip whip whip
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