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blake - drip lyrics

[intro: blake]
i’m turning into a
oooh, oooh

[verse 1: blake]
hopeless, i just leave ’em hopeless
i just made this b-tch disappear hocus pocus
n-gg-s h-t it fast so i watch em in slow motion
rapping ’bout that rari, but you better ford focus
haha like haha,i laugh like, haha
sip on some tip, then i puff out this lala
coppin yellow diamonds so my neck be on rasper
i look like a rapper, b-tch i look more like allah
n-gg-s better duck, when i pop out the cut
you hear the oooof, that’s me powering up
i done f-cked em up, cause a n-gg- came in clutch
she wanna be down wit the set like her hut
but i look like rick james the way that i maneuver
teach ’em boys a lesson, like really i’m a tutor
told her f-ck wit’ me for i get back, larry spousher
preaching on the beat, got her screaming hallelujah
told yo -ss again, i done told your -ss already
i’m ’bout that mucho, dinero, that fetty
that’s my love on the fourteenth of february
i’d get married to the money but they wouldn’t let me
i don’t hit that tweet b-tton, i just hit the doja
i don’t hit her up n-gg- i just bend her over
thought this cough was the side effect of being a smoker
but the doctor said on the beat i show symptoms of ebola
b-tches play, man y’all hate
i eat beats like i love the taste
she got neck, that thing wet
i k!ll the p-ssy, like head to the vet
b-tch i go dumb, i go insane
i’m bout to blow, saddam hussein
my n-gg- do you, stay in your lane
i’m at your head, if you mention my name, oooh

[hook: blake]
n-gg- lights out
come sw-ng sw-ng
then, it’s n-gg- lights out (splash drip)
then i drip, i done flipped the script
she rode a n-gg- in his whip (splash drip)
b-tch i got the sauce
i just got the check n-gg-
i just flipped it off (splash drip, splash drip)
i done hit the dodie
i’m just tryna live suite life, zach and kodie (splash drip, splash drip)

[verse 2: mateo sun]
coming through this b-tch, and my dirty style dripping
foreplaying wit his girl
and you know that hoe drippin’
i lie, i f-ck em, then diss em
and leave too many thotties in they feelings
pull up in that drop top, i forgot the ceiling
dodi boy spark it up
ain’t hearing what you say, cause i don’t really give a f-ck
been up on my cheddar, that’s the sh-t that buy me lunch
and if you ate this weed might just catch a sour punch
sw-ng in my truck, that’s the big body ram
if your girl want it then the p-ssy getting rammed
15 hunnid stacks then you roll the rubber bands
my n-gg-s pull the choppers out the door of caravans
you don’t understand
how my face is on the mags i’m the man
my n-gg-s blowing up like pakistan
finna order me some xans
put the drugs in my hands
you ain’t smokin’ over here n-gg-, this is dodi land
you can catch these f-cking hands
i don’t really like to fight
matter fact, shawty put another hoe up in the air
rollin d first cl-ss
when i pull up on that -ss
in a full gas mask
there’s a foreign filled with gas
and you know i got the pad

[outro: mateo sun]
got that pad and my blunt filled with diesel
that’s my sh-t dirty, dirty
and your b-tch face, timing wit my d-ck

- blake lyrics

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