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young ish - drip or drown remix lyrics

[intro: lil yachty]
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: lil yachty]
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 (edited), i done seen her
twenty-three racks got me feeling like tinker
i like your (edited)’cause her look pinker
made that (edited)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 p-ss it to tuan
flipped in your -edited), dawg her (edited) a pond
feel like a swan laying in the don juan
yeah, i been an artist, but not rap, boy, i con
editedi ain’t ‘em, too foreign
my b-tch a fairy, she walk with a wand
jban$ my brother, if i fight, he scuffle
that’s not a joke, that boy can’t wait to tussle
tec-9, no ‘tussin, these (edited) bussin’
lusin’, not lovin’, my gap, (edited), keep buzzin’

[verse 2: gunna]
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 b-tch through these dior bifocals
i get me some head, (edited)
they say lately i been lookin’ like dollars
pinstripe high waters, i dress like a golfer
we ride in foreigns, ain’t no more impalas
they ain’t 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, don’t get splattered
doctor told me i got l lean in my bladder
run through this cash like family don’t 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
f-cked a snow bunny at my show at coach-lla
vvs d-mn they pointers in my bezel
we move too fast, it get slimy as ever
life is too grimy, i watch for the devil
it’s a rolls royce, and it comes with umbrellas
2018 and that porsche carrera

[chorus: gunna]
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

[verse 2: young ish]
where have you been ive been flexing with bezels(bezels, hey)
you know that im holy anit messin wit devils (devils, hey)
im at the top you anit at my level (level, hey)
my girl know am loyal i anit no rebel (rebel, ooh)
ice all on my neck yeah it be metal (metal, hey)
i be bringing the b-ss ant none of the treble (treble, hey)
wounds in my body gotta make sure they sterile (sterile, hey)
i be getting designer gotta get my apparel (apparel, hey)
all these people crazy all they wanna do is wrestle (wrestle, hey)
i be trying to wrestle i bust a blood vessel (vessel, hey)
24-7 i got that ice all in my veins (vein, hey)
got bad influence they bring me the pain (pain, hey)
got all of this depression all over my brain (brain, hey)
be getting in troubles i can’t even explain (explain, hey)
got all this money but i can’t even maintain ( maintain, hey)
money and money i be letting it rain (rain, ooh)
i traveling around the world in a plane (plane, hey)
gucci and saint laurent i got to contain (contain, hey)
24k got it all over my chain (chain, hey)
people got the fake stuff man they be plain (plain, hey)
workin and workin money got to gain (gain, hey)
all these people get lucky get fame (fame, hey)
but im the one the fire 2018 and im winning entire

[chorus: gunna]
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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