Isaac Flame - Lingo Dripping lyrics

[Intro] (?) cologne $1200, you know Should taste that sh** all on my nose n***a Fresh as a motherf**er You feel me? [Hook] All this lingo drippin' on me All this lingo drippin' on me All this lingo drippin' on me All this lingo drippin' on me Whip that foreign like it's stolen All this gold like a trophy I remember nights momma told me I was gon' ball just as long as I hustle so hard [Verse 1] I just paint all the b**hes like Mona Lisa Chain drippin', lookin' like I'm f**ing with the freezer I wanna bird for the feature I'm at your head like a reaper Headshot like a blood clot You better call that off, we at the dope spot, whew b**h I never had sh**, I'm from the hard block Give a n***a brick or somethin', I cook the whole block In the new foreign coupe, that was the whole life Ain't no talkin' bread b**h, then what you talkin' bout? I came to ball, didn't wanna hurt nobody I dropped the bread now Q gon' catch the body I wanna drop my sh** and roll the window down, oh I'm feelin' like a stunna for the summer I have some days trap house jumpin' This sh** be 'round my neck look like it water Lil n***a only stuntin' for his daughter I want the game, I might just k** you I put the flame all on the streets All this pain all on me All this lingo drippin' on me And it's 60 (?) And a n***a walkin' (?) with me too [Interlude] (?) This sh** goin' on n***a all this motherf**in' lingo drippin' n***a It's f**in' juice and sh** round here [Hook] Hop out that coupe like (?) All this lingo drippin' on me Call them b**hes, call them baby They lovin' on me Whip that foreign like it's stolen All this gold like a trophy I remember nights momma told me I was gon' ball just as long as I hustle so hard All this lingo drippin' on me All this lingo drippin' on me All this lingo drippin' on me All this lingo drippin' on me Whip that foreign like it's stolen All this gold like a trophy I remember nights momma told me I was gon' ball just as long as I hustle so hard [Verse 2] I fell in love with livin' the fast life I told Cliff we gon' take the cash route I'm, where the bag? Rent (?) I want the (?) Nikes with the straps out All the Mason Margiela, I'm a good fella I'm bangin' at you n***a first though You want a whole thing at your front door like the first though I could count it all night till the mornin' Let me call up some b**hes, I'll have a fun time She gon' eat it good like it's lunchtime I mean I hustle hard b**h, you know it's gang time I put the chain on me, you see that b**h shine, oh I've been on a rollercoaster I've been on a rollercoaster We can count it up baby I can tell and run it n***a run it crazy [Hook] Hop out that coupe like (?) All this lingo drippin' on me Call them b**hes, call them baby They lovin' on me Whip that foreign like it's stolen All this gold like a trophy I remember nights momma told me I was gon' ball just as long as I hustle so hard All this lingo drippin' on me All this lingo drippin' on me All this lingo drippin' on me All this lingo drippin' on me Whip that foreign like it's stolen All this gold like a trophy I remember nights momma told me I was gon' ball just as long as I hustle so hard