Drip Lyrics

She's driving me out of my mind

That's why it's hard for me to find

Can't get it out of my mind

This is, this is love

She's driving me out of my mind

Out of my mind, out, out of my mind

Can't get it out of my head

Yeah, squad

Big boy knots, got bankroll

Yeah, I came a long way from the pesos

And my brother gonna slide on the say, so

Hit him in the face, close, casket, that's the case, close

Drip, drip

Swervin' through the lane, need for speed on the game, I

Drift, drift

She don't wanna hang, lil' bitch, you a lame, I'm sick

I'm the master chief, no halo

Broke nigga tryna steal my lingo

They forgot about the kid, they in limbo

Break a nigga jaw like I was Kimbo

And I ain't never had a friend, those are true facts

But I ain't trippin' cause my brother's always got my back

Yeah, I be focused on my bank, I wanna see a stack, bitch

Hit my line, she just wanna make that ass clap

What you doin', bitch? I ain't new to this

Get down on your knees, time to eat some kids

She don't waste no time, she ain't new to this

Gotta give her enough good brain like a science whiz

Me and my dog keep twins like Johnny Test

Cal told me stop bleedin', put him all to rest

Five grams in my wood cause I'm so stressed

I'm a real monster, hit a nigga, now he soulless

Hit a fuck nigga with the backhand

He double-back, hit his ass with my front hand

Hit a fuck nigga with the backhand

He double-back, hit his ass with my front hand

Hit a fuck nigga with the backhand

He double-back, hit his ass with my front hand

Hit a fuck nigga with the backhand

Fronthand, backhand, shoot him in his backend

Big Boy knocks got bank roll

Yeah, I came a long way from the pesos

And my brother gonna slide on the say, so

Hit him in the face close, casket thats a case closed

Drip, drip

Swervin' through the lane, need for speed on the game, I

Drift, drift

Drift, drift

She don't wanna hang, lil' bitch, you a lame, I'm sick

My heart beats once han solo

If you my guy and I ain't fuckin' up the bro code

We ain't never fallin' off over no hoe

Up, down, left, right, nigga, I'm a Cheat code

I'm sick, I'm sick

Don't hit my phone, cause bitch, I ain't home

I dip, dipped

She blowin' up my phone, tellin' me she all alone

So I slid, hittin' all the shots like I was Kyrie

A nigga wearin' all that shit cause he a hypebeast

I just do my shit, call me Nike

That nigga said I'm soft like a toy, come and try me

Drip, drip

I'm smokin' on my pain, let it run through my veins

I'm sick, sick

She said that I'm strange, tell that bitch I'm insane

Life is hard for me

Too hard

I swear it's so hard to find your love, girl

You make it a little too hard

It's too hard

Hit a fuck nigga with the backhand

He double back, I'ma hit him with my fronthand

Hit a fuck nigga with the backhand

He double back, I'ma hit him with my fronthand

Hit a fuck nigga with the backhand

He double back, I'ma hit him with the fronthand

Hit a fuck nigga with the backhand

Fronthand, backhand, shoot him in his backend

Big boy knots, got bankroll

Yeah, I came a long way from the pesos

And my brother gonna slide on the say, so

Hit him in the face close, casket, that's a case close

Drift, drift

Swervin' through the lane, need for speed on the game, I

Drift, drift

Drift, drift

She don't wanna hang, lil' bitch, you a lame, I'm sick

Drift, drift

Drift, drift

Drift, drift

Drift, drift, drift

Whoa, that's a 20 stack

20 stack, 20 stack

20 stack, 20 stack