Mateo Sun - Drip lyrics

[Verse 1: BLAKE] Hopeless, always leave em hopeless I just made his b**h disappear hocus pocus n***as hatin fast so I watch em mixed emotions Rappin bout that rari boy you better Ford Focus Haha like haha, I laugh like haha Sip on some tip then I puff out this lala Coppin yellow diamonds so my neck be on rasper I look like a rapper b**h I look more like Allah n***as better duck when I pop out the cut You hear the ooof that's me powerin up I done f**ed a mutt cuz a n***a gave me cuts She wanna be down with the set like hut hut But I look like Rick James the way that I maneuver Teach this boys a lesson like really imma tutor Told her f** wit me fore i give it like Larry Spousher Preachin on a beat got em scremin hallelujah Tell your a** again, I dem told yo a** already Im bout that mucho, dinero, that fetti That's my love on the 14th of February I'd get married to the money but they wouldn't let me I don't hit the tweet bu*ton I just hit the dojo I don't hit her up n***a I just bend her over Thought this cough was a side effect of being a smoker But the doctor said on the beat I showed symptoms of Ebola b**h its BLAKE Man your late I eat beats like I love the taste She got neck That thing wet I k** her p**y like head to the vet b**h I go dumb I go insane Im bout to blow Saddam Hussein My n***a do you Stay in your lane Im at yo head if you mention my name, oooof [Hook] b**h I might stout (Splash) Come swing swing n***a then it's lights out (Splash, Drip) Did I drip I done flipped the script, she want a n***a in his whip (Splash Drip) b**h I got the sauce (Splash, Splash) I just got a check n***a I just f**ed it off (Splash, Drip) I just hit a dodi (Splash) Im just tryna live suite life like Zach and Cody (Splash, Drip) [Mateo Sun] Coming through this b**h with my dirty sauce drippin Four playing wit his girl and he know that hoe drippin I lie, I f** em, then diss em And leave too many thotties in they feelings Pull up in that droptop, I forgot the ceiling Dirty boy spark it up Ain't hearing what you say, Cuz I dont really give a f** Been up on my cheddar that's the sh** that buy me lunch And if you ate this food you might just catch this sour punch Swing in my trunk this that big body ram If your girl want it then the p**y getting rammed 15 hunnid stacks they rollin rubber bands My n***as pour choppas out the door of caravans You dont understand All my faces on the mags cuz im the man My n***as blowin up like Pakistan Finna order me some zans Put the d** in my hands We ain't smoking over here, n***a this is dodi land And you can catch these f**in hands I don't really like to fight Matter fact shawty put another hole up in they a** Rolling deep, first cla** When I pull up on that a** In a full gas mask Cuz the foreign filled with gas And you know I got that pad [Outro] Got that pad And my blunt filled wit diesel that's my sh** And your b**h face timing wit my dick