Drip Day N Night

(album: Hood Baby 2 - 2020)

Woah, wah-wah-wah
Woah, wah-wah-wah
Woah, wah-wah-wah
Woah, wah-wah-wah
10Fifty, I love you

Might fuck on a freak, I'ma beat it like Irene
Then leave, I'll take you to a flight (Wah-wah-wah)
I don't care what the tag at, I got money on my brain
And you know we gon' live alright (Wah-wah-wah)
Know I did a couple of things, I be living out in shame
But shit, I made it right (Wah-wah-wah)
Went and copped a couple chains, and I'm staying in my lane
I'm dripping shit day to night (Wah-wah-wah)
Dripping shit day to night, I drip shit day to night (I drip shit day to night)
We are not the same, I pop the champagne and eat Lo Mein on the flight
Higher than a plane, Codeine in my veins
Ain't none of my soda be light
My vibe got a friend, God keeping me sane
I'ma go and paint everything white

Don't care about a thing, blood on the money like I blew a nigga brains
Getting to the money, don't know about "can't"
Leave with her again, had two different dates
We all about business, don't play no games
Wanna make you a million, come join my dream
Put peanut butter seats in the Mulsanne
No imposter, double-C animal
Having flights, we ain't having no latitude

Having lunch, your bitch, she edible
Put tongue on my dick, incredible
You worth it, I'ma put you on a pedestal
I'ma dive in the pussy like a cannonball
She can keep a nigga focus like an Adderall
Gotta keep Percocet like Tylenol
She coming back and forth for sex like a volleyball
Cool on the Polo
I ain't budging if your answer is "No-no"
I ain't busting a plain Patek, that's a no-no
I left Barney's and was shopping at SoHo (Yeah)
La Familia, Disney, this a logo (Yeah)
YSL, fuck a cell and the popo
In a G-Wagen smashing down Melrose
And a choppa with the bullet in the barrel

Might fuck on a freak, I'ma beat it like Irene
Then leave, I'll take you to a flight (Wah-wah-wah)
I don't care what the tag at, I got money on my brain
And you know we gon' live alright (Wah-wah-wah)
Know I did a couple of things, I be living out in shame
But shit, I made it right (Wah-wah-wah)
Went and copped a couple chains, and I'm staying in my lane
I'm dripping shit day to night (Wah-wah-wah)
Dripping shit day to night, I drip shit day to night (I drip shit day to night)
We are not the same, I pop the champagne and eat Lo Mein on the flight
Higher than a plane, Codeine in my veins
Ain't none of my soda be light
My vibe got a friend, God keeping me sane
I'ma go and paint everything white

No cap in my gang, catch a body, ain't saying no names
Get some money, everybody acting strange
When I ain't had nothing, I could barely get a "Hey"
Believe that, yeah, young GunnaWunna got a wave
I'm knowing you can see that, so why you calling me conceited?

(Keed, talk to 'em)
Yeah, I ain't with the chit-chat, hundred round drum in the backpack
I'll pop Perc' just to relax, throw a lotta money, a lotta racks
Stop by Jeffery, get real CC's (Let's go)
Pull out packs in the trap, let's beat
Jumped in the coupe and the seats match your feet
He was just piped up, now he on E
That's on me (Keed, talk to 'em)
Y'all ain't like me, fifteen-hundred on the jeans
It's just me and Slatt Gotit, know we gon' handle that business (Me and Slatt Gotit)
And we ain't going back and forth, shit, it is what it is (We ain't goin')
I'ma go and get a million dollar deal, and tryna take care of my kids

Might fuck on a freak, I'ma beat it like Irene
Then leave, I'll take you to a flight (Wah-wah-wah)
I don't care what the tag at, I got money on my brain
And you know we gon' live alright (Wah-wah-wah)
Know I did a couple of things, I be living out in shame
But shit, I made it right (Wah-wah-wah)
Went and copped a couple chains, and I'm staying in my lane
I'm dripping shit day to night (Wah-wah-wah)
Dripping shit day to night, I drip shit day to night (I drip shit day to night)
We are not the same, I pop the champagne and eat Lo Mein on the flight
Higher than a plane, Codeine in my veins
Ain't none of my soda be light
My vibe got a friend, God keeping me sane
I'ma go and paint everything white