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Slim Jesus

Drip Heavy

 

Drip Heavy

(album: Against All Odds - 2019)


This drip way too heavy
This a Benz, not a Chevy
Mixing Louis with the Fendi
Bottoms, I got plenty
Sipping Henny, not a Remy
Way too heavy
This a Benz, not a Chevy
Mixing Louis with the Fendi
Bottoms, I got plenty
Sipping Henny, not a Remy
Backwoods, smoking [?]
Where the Glock?
Keep it with me

This drip way too heavy
This a Benz, not a Chevy
Mixing Louis with the Fendi
Red bottoms, I got plenty
Sipping Henny, not a Remy
Backwoods, smoking [?]
Where the Glock?
Keep it with me
Thirty shots for my enemies
This drip way too heavy
This a Benz, not a Chevy
Mixing Louis with the Fendi
Red bottoms, I got plenty
Sipping Henny, not a Remy
Backwoods, smoking [?]
Where the Glock?
Keep it with me
Thirty shots for my enemies

I just bought a new chain [?] (Ice)
Watching me ball and they suffering (Ball)
All of these rappers, they under me (Bitch)
Swear they got shooters that's hunting me (Huh?)
But I'm with the mob, ain't no getting' me (Nah)
Hundred shots, still ain't hitting me (Boom)
When I'm out of town, she be missing me (Huh?)
I'll tell your bitch, ain't no kissing me (Nah)
She just wanna fuck for my fetti (Thot)
I'm still gon' fuck if she let me (Eugh)
Kill the pussy like Jason and Freddy
Then cut her off, no machete (Bar)
I jumped in the game, I was ready (Flex)
Blew up in they face like confetti (Boom)
Now my pockets got rolls, no jelly (Big rolls)
And I'm dripping' in sauce, spaghetti (Drip, drip)
I-I-I-I-I need the hundreds all day like a fiend
Some of 'em blue, some of 'em green (Racks)
Stackin 'em up and it's starting' to lean
I need a money machine
This drip on me too too clean (Sauce)
Five-fifty for these McQueens
Six thousand on this ring (Bling)
Twenty racks up in my jeans

This drip way too heavy
This a Benz, not a Chevy
Mixing Louis with the Fendi
Red bottoms, I got plenty
Sipping Henny, not a Remy
Backwoods, smoking [?]
Where the Glock?
Keep it with me
Thirty shots for my enemies
This drip way too heavy
This a Benz, not a Chevy
Mixing Louis with the Fendi
Red bottoms, I got plenty
Sipping Henny, not a Remy
Backwoods, smoking [?]
Where the Glock?
Keep it with me
Thirty shots for my enemies

Thirty shots for my enemies
This drip way too heavy
This a Benz, not a Chevy
Mixing Louis with the Fendi
This drip way too heavy
This drip way too heavy
Too heavy
There's just too much drip on me
Nah, nah
Somebody find me a napkin or something
Wipe this shit up real quick, hold on
Matter of fact, lemme get one of them Burberry scarves
Ya dig?

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