DRIP SICK Lyrics

I'm DripSick

That sauce it went to my head

I got a passion for counting dead's

Just Push the cash in my hand

Where I come from

Niggas only talking bout bands

This talk ain't cheap

Do I look like Ted

Stand on it

Cause I said what I said

Don't play with it

I'll feed his ass lead

I got drip half off

Don't trip full price

You could get the whole script

My lifestyle real lavage

Off rip I can tell you the type

Who gone trick on a bitch

I don't know about you

But I'm it

I could work this weight off

Cause I'm lifetime fit

In a droptop vette

With a droptop bitch

On my side of town

We don't talk bout shit

Lowkey highkey

I'm the goat

Play with ghoul

It was murder she wrote

Bread head

You could die bout a loaf

I been plotting on a castle

In the hills with a moat

I step out

And I put on a show

I don't want yo bitch

I'm just here for the throat

You want smoke

You can drop me the loc

If my nigga turn opp

He gone pay what he owe

Fuck a friend

He gone lay where his mans at

Think he slick

He get hit in his SnapBack

Ran his mouth

He got hit with a clap back

I eat up careers

It's a rap snack

My plug Brady with the pack

Ima catch that

Playing with the gang

Turn his ass to hashtag

My old bitch for streets

You can have that

Rap Beef

Dry Beef

You Can Bag that

I'm DripSick

That sauce it went to my head

I got a passion for counting dead's

Just Push the cash in my hand

Where I come from

Niggas only talking bout bands

This talk ain't cheap

Do I look like Ted

Stand on it

Cause I said what I said

Don't play with it

I'll feed his ass lead

I got drip half off

Don't trip full price

You could get the whole script

My lifestyle real lavage

Off rip I can tell you the type

Who gone trick on a bitch

I don't know about you

But I'm it

I could work this weight off

Cause I'm lifetime fit

In a droptop vette

With a droptop bitch

On my side of town

We don't talk bout shit

Lowkey highkey

I'm the goat

Play with ghoul

It was murder she wrote

Bread head

You could die bout a loaf

I been plotting on a castle

In the hills with a moat

I step out

And I put on a show

I don't want yo bitch

I'm just here for the throat

You want smoke

You can drop me the loc

If my nigga turn opp

He gone pay what he owe