Текст песни Drip & Ice - Goonew

Yeah, Goonrich
Know how I′m comin', Goonwick
I got the junkies, they come by the three
I don′t really know what I mean
You don't really know what I mean
I'm sellin′ water, nigga, servin′ the fiends (Ayy, Terk)
Goonwick (Sparkheem)

Bought a new chain, this that bustdown ice
I was the one with the drip and the ice
Chanel jacket, bitch, I'm drippin′ at night
I be creepin', nigga, I′m a thief in the night
Straight drop, whip in that kitchen at night
It's his baby mother but she sneak in at night
Catch me a flight, I had to pour the lean on the ice
Real homicide, I put the H in the hype
Come on the block with the straight drop
Mixin′, the junkies, they tryna get an eight rock
Ran out of dope, had to send 'em to Keezah

Got straight drop but I sell 'em the rerock, uh

Baby girl, buy her Gucci, Chanel
Use her house for the pounds and the bales
Bought a new Glock, blood on the shells
Hundred pounds in the uh, uh
Hundred pounds and it came in the mail
Beyonce, bitch, I′m ringin′ them bells
I got bitches bangin' G′s and the L's
I really robbed my folks, I′m goin' to hell
Uh, feel bad for the shit
I don′t give a fuck 'bout a karma and shit
I'll kill my brother, nigga, if he snitch
Hundred band jugg, nigga, off a lick
Ice, ice, really bustin′ down my wrist
That nigga real mad, fuckin′ on his bitch
I'm stompin′ it out, stompin' on a brick
Terk on the beat, watch a nigga spit
Caught a new case and I′m goin' to trial
Identity theft, the judge like, "How?"
Burglary charge, still goin′ to trial
Fuck 12, I'ma run a hundred miles
Goonwick sellin' water out the vial

Trap shit, I got junkies by the pound

I just served my uncle, I know that it′s foul
It′s too many niggas, I shot at the crowd (Boom)

Bought a new chain, this that bustdown ice
I was the one with the drip and the ice
Chanel jacket, bitch, I'm drippin′ at night
I be creepin', nigga, I′m a thief in the night
Straight drop, whip in that kitchen at night
It's his baby mother but she sneak in at night
Catch me a flight, I had to pour the lean on the ice
Real homicide, I put the H in the hype
Come on the block with the straight drop
Mixin′, the junkies, they tryna get an eight rock
Ran out of dope, had to send 'em to Keezah
Got straight drop but I sell 'em the rerock, uh