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drippin - david sokolow lyrics

*m*ffled intro*
drip too hard don’t stand too close
suck on her tits and she call me the goat
flex on a g and he cappin’ the smoke
drippin too hard and homies call me the goat

*verse 1*
wakin’ up early and i slap on my drip (yuhh)
bouta run a mile fuel up the sp*ce ship (yuh)
flexin’ in the mirror before i leave the door (flex)
i finally look hotter than i did before

(i’m hot as f*ck)

*chorus*
i don’t have money but i still gotta fit (gotta fit)
i ain’t got cash, don’t drive, no gifts (skirrt)
i ain’t ever bought nothin too pricey
but i’m still dripped out, iced out like iced tea (yuh)

got so much drip, might need myself a coat (ayy)
pull up to the store, get myself a f*ckin coke (yuh)
(*slurrrp*)
slurp that sh*t down, hop in the whip (yeah)
all my homies know that i got that f*ckin drip (ayy)
*verse 2*
ridin’ that ferrarri yeah shawty can’t catch me
goin zoom zoom all over the city
no body keeps up cuz i’m goin too fast (too fast)
sippin’ down that bubbly while i’m wastin’ my gas

my drip? immaculate
yo girl finna dip
my whip? a rental
yo girly on my diiii*
i’m wearing thousand dollar clothes
f*ckin b*tches i don’t know
yeah i’m sleepin’ in my bed then get some condoms from the store
cuz (ayy)
i ain’t makin cash (yuh)
but shawty go real fast (ayy)
cuz shawty be a ten
won’t ever see her again (no no x3)

*verse 3*
(yuhh)

run that sh*t like nike
shawty be a pisces
miami beach, light breeze
my homies know what i mean
cuz i stay dripped out
i cause that drip drought
they say drip or drown
don’t need to drown i got that drip with clout (ayy)
chapstick on my lips
dripped out, ice on the wrist
threw yo b*tch in a ditch
cuz she said i had kids ayy
i said no way jose
back away from me bae ayy ayy (yuhhh)

*verse 4*
pullin up iced out feel like frozone (frozone)
fully dripped out got shawty a snowcone (snowcone)
she playin with my b*lls like a yo*yo (hahaha)
matrix on the b*tch, yeah we goin slow*mo (*slow noise*)

*chorus*
i don’t have money but i still gotta fit (ayy)
i ain’t got cash, don’t drive, no gifts (ayy) (skirrt)
i ain’t ever bought nothin too pricey (ayy)
but i’m still dripped out, iced out like iced tea (a*ayy)

*final verse*
i’m wearing thousand dollar clothes
f*ckin b*tches i don’t know
yeah i’m sleepin’ in my bed then get some condoms from the store (ayy)
with a flip of a switch, i cop a couple fans (yurrr)
do that coke with cola, b*tch i am yo f*ckin mans (yuh)
use a motorola to get a hunnid banz (flex)
got drip on the track, you know i’m makin jams (bop)
aye look ma i ain’t usin’ my hands (no hands)
but i’m still dripped out, stickin’ to the f*ckin plan

- david sokolow lyrics

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