Lil T. Flacko - Drip текст песни

Текст песни Drip - Lil T. Flacko



Ice on my finger
But still pull the trigger (frrrr)
A brick on my fist
How that fit in your sister (how)
Everything gliss,
Yeah she calling me mister
You can't say you fucked
But you tell me you kissed her
Haha
Nigga that's early dismissal (yeah)
Back on the beat
She gives head like a twister (twister)
She all on my meat
While she all on your Twitter
Bitch take a seat
I'm just toting my heater
Hang with the killers
With choppas, and missiles (Brrrd)
That fire can get you
We hang with them dealers
You know, with the real ones
Out on the block
Yeah the cops they won't do none (no)
Cant fuck with opps,
Yeah that chopper will do some (do some)
We frying the beef
Medium well, let the blood run
My diamonds so sweet
Fruity pebbles, the bow on 'em (bow on 'em)
I'm in the trap, counting bands
Yeah that's big money
Ice, (water), splash
I'm covered in ice keep that stick on me
Drip, cash
We counting the money, that cheese on me
If she a bad bitch, you know I smashed
Hips thick, she call me dad
Nigga run it up, then we digi dash
Catching the bag like woah (woah)
I'm a big stepper for sure (for sure)
Hunnids on deck, of course (yeah)
Yeah that little hoe loves coke (go)
Skiing, yeah we brought our poles (poles)
Mask on, but feel it in your nose (nose)
Everything white when it snows (huh)
All of my ice on froze (froze)
I'm sippin' some drank
I mix up the purple
It's helping me think (think)
White diamonds and yellow gold
Rinse in my sink (sink)
Rock graham, yeah Robert
My diamonds hit mean (uh)
I love how they bling
The lord is my king (yeah)
Above all, you know to the heavens I sing (sing)
I hear the call, then I tap in for the Team (team)
My diamonds they bleeding
My blessings run deep
You can't say a thing (no)
I'm really the nigga to pull up on Another Nigga
Mid day with no mask (yeah)
You really the nigga who be fumbling Shit
You can't catch a pass (ha)
Ice, (water), splash
I'm covered in ice keep that stick on me
Drip, cash
We counting the money, that cheese on me
If she a bad bitch, you know I smashed
Hips thick, she call me dad
Nigga run it up, then we digi dash
Hopped in the coup then she blew me like soup (soup)
You think that's just it? Nah my nigga I screwed (screwed)
Shooting shots on her titties, my nigga I splooged (huh)
Throwing Hunnids not 50's my nigga What's good? (what's good?)
That's what makes a boss, nigga you Just a dude
I fuck thot, after thot, then just switch When I'm through (through)
Got a ring with big rock that shits Filled with some boogs
Then I hop in the drop, no top straight To the moon (moon)
Popped a lil bean going straight up to Mars
Flipping bricks with these Martians, Now they poppin' bars (yeah)
Throwing ice on my wrist, yeah I look Like a star
Buy a Cuban cigar, line that shit up With some tar (tar)
While I wax it, like plastic, that shit so Fantastic
Then toke it, not smoke it
Just don't go and choke it now (choke It now)
Feeling amazing, I'm floating how? (huh)
This shit is crazy it's going wild (wild)
Like the jungle
Have to shoot 'em just to make 'em Stumble (stumble)
Now I'm rumbled, now I'm humbled (humbled)
By my blessings, they will never Crumble (Yerrr)
Ice, (water), splash
I'm covered in ice keep that stick on Me
Drip, cash
We counting the money, that cheese On me
If she a bad bitch, you know I smashed
Hips thick, she call me dad
Nigga run it up, then we digi dash



Авторы: Thierry Watungwa


Lil T. Flacko - What Doesn't Kill You
Альбом What Doesn't Kill You
дата релиза
30-09-2022




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