Gunna - Drip Or Drown (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Lil Yachty] Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Lil Yachty] Two Benzes, one Bentley Coupe, and two Bimmers Think I'm the [?], 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 hoe, I done seen her 23 racks got me feeling like Tinker I like your b**h ‘cause her p**y look pinker Made that hoe cum with two rings on my fingers Crocodile seats and my cousin look like he been shippin' packs In with back, yeah, that's a fact Lately, I promise I been on my bull You finna get shot again like you cool Drip to my socks, in Ellesse I'm a fool Sicko, my brother, he stay with a tool If you won't pop it, boy, pa** it to Tuan Flipped in your b**h, dawg, her p**y a pond Feel like a swamp, laying in the Don Juan Yeah, I been a artist, but not rap, boy, icon f** these new n***as, I ain't ‘em, too foreign My b**h a fairy, she walk with a wand JBan$ my brother, if I fight, he scuffle That's not a joke, that boy came with the tussle TEC-9, no ‘tussin, these stripper hoes bussin' Lustin', not lovin', my guap, b**h, 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**h through these Dior bifocals I get me some head, she bend that sh** over 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, my partner just swear Baby blue Jag made my mom feel better f**ed a snow bunny at my show at Coachella VVS damn 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 3: Gunna] k**in' these hoes, need to call paramedics New Fendi runners, I feel athletic Run that sh** up, bought my partner a Patek Blowin' this cash, it was times we ain't have it Got twenty-one b**hes, I must be a savage Cook in the kitchen, the dope smell like acid Pourin' this Hi-Tech, I'm sippin', relaxin' Vibes in LA, Gunna f**in' the baddest FN ain't plastic, put him in a casket I wiped his nose quickly, pa** him a napkin (slime) Got an addiction, in love with this fashion Prayin' for all of my bros like we Catholic Lifetime of hats 'cause you always be cappin' n***as ain't eatin', stop cappin', you ain't fastin' Can't get no sleep 'cause my life is all action See how sh** happened, I made it in rappin' [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