- Drip or Drown Remix (feat. Lil Yachty) 歌詞 Gunna Lil Yachty
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- Lil Yachty Drip or Drown Remix (feat. Lil Yachty) 歌詞
- Gunna Lil Yachty
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Two Benzes, one Bentley Coupe, and two Beamers
Think I'm a seamstress, I stay in the cleaners
2k my sweatsuit, I walk with demeanor
Sippin' on lean, can you tell me who leaner
Showin' me pics of your ho, I done seen her
Twenty-three racks got me feeling like Tinker
I like your ***** cause her **** * look pinker
Made that ho cum with two rings on my fingers
Crocodile seats and my cousin
Look like he been shippin packs
And we back, yeah, that's a fact
Lately I promise I been on my bull
You finna get shot, acting like you cool
Drip to my socks, in Alyx I'm a fool
Sicko my brother, he stay with a tool
If you won't pop it, boy pass it to Tuan
Flipped in your *****, dawg her ***** a pond
Feel like a swan laying in the Don Juan
Yeah, I been an artist, but not rap, boy, I con
**** these new ******, I ain't 'em, too foreign
My ***** a fairy, she walk with a wand
JBan$ my brother, if I fight, he scuffle
That's not a joke, that boy cant wait to tussle
TEC-9, no 'tussin, these stripper hoes bussin'
Lustin', not lovin', my guap, *****, keep buzzin'
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 ***** through these Dior bifocals
I get me some head, she bend that s**t over
They say lately I been lookin like dollars
Pinstripe high waters, I dress like a golfer
We ride in foreigns, aint no more Impalas
They aint 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, dont get splattered
Doctor told me I got l lean in my bladder
Run through this cash like family dont matter
I got your back, feel the same pain together
Pop off the tag of my Palm Angels sweater
Baby blue Jag made my mom feel better
****** 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
Its 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 s**t up, bought my partner a Patek
Blowin this cash, it was times we aint have it
Got twenty-one b*****s, I must be a savage
Cook in the kitchen, the **** smell like acid
Pourin this Hi-Tech, Im sippin, relaxin
Vibes in LA, Gunna ****** the baddest
FN aint 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
****** aint eatin, stop cappin, you ain't fastin
Cant get no sleep cause my life is all action
See how s**t 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
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