Drip Down! ft. polkadotkink Lyrics

And I'll see you right? (8 bottles gone)

It won't be all night (Can't be here long)

You're not outta sight, I'm not goin' light

Goin' home with nothing, you're my somethin', somethin' slight

Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more

Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more

Whatchu mean by somethin' sharp, I got that knife handy

Dress good, smell good, couple sips of brandy

You made it to the function, nice to meet ya, I'ma kill ya

Fucking all the brides, fucking all the features on ya

Shadows in the back, move around, they attack

October air in my nose, hard to hide from that

I want my, I want my pistol, I heard something, listen

All these shadows in the back, got me shaking, geeking

All these demons in my motherfucking head

What I do to get out, I'm dead

Fuck, in my head, I get lost in my two-seater

Fuck, in my head, drip down bitch, I'm eatin'

And I'll see you right? (8 bottles gone)

It won't be all night (Can't be here long)

You're not outta sight, I'm not goin' light

Goin' home with nothing, you're my somethin', somethin' slight

Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more

Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more

Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more

Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more

Only pretty bottles, fitness model, bitches waddle when I call 'em back

Impalas going crazy, faster at the track

I'm hollow tippin' back to back, she swallow, that shit drippin' down her ass

Fat crack, with my fuckin' fat stack

Still on her back, makin' her pack

Look at her eyes and I'm on the attack

Dopamine, a smokin' fiend, shit, ain't nothing wrong with that

I'm rolling it fat, yeah, I'm rolling it fat

Stuck in the high, I'm makin' it by

I'm making it by

I'm making it by

I'm making it by, yeah!

Back, back of the line, I'm in front standing

Cop, cop stop when I drive, no need for handles

Ride, ride for a bit, bitch, let me take over

Drip down!

Papa dough, I feel like Caesar

Fuck the snow smell through my nose

Drip down ho, she feel like gold

She a baddie, painted toes

Woah! Guns and more, that's that shit that makes them ghosts

That's that shit they flexing most

I'm just here, I'm fucking hoes

Throw up shit, I'm drinking twice the dose

E-X-P-L-I-C-I-T flags ripple through the coast

Fuck with me, bitch

And I'll see you right? (8 bottles gone)

It won't be all night (Can't be here long)

You're not outta sight, I'm not goin' light

Goin' home with nothing, you're my somethin', somethin' slight

Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more

Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more

Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more

Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more