Drip Drop

(album: Loose - 2018)

[Jack Harlow:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey

If you want it you can have it, that my old style
Moving through the night just like an old coy
-Yote, low profile, sipping something, got my piss looking like the Oh-hi
Push it 'til it's broke down
Something like my momma when I take the bag home to her
Con artists talking like some connoisseurs
If you want the beef we can put them bitches on skewers
She the one I wrote this song for
And she put it on while she putting on the contour
Phone calls from the concourse
Long way from home and that pussy what I long for
But, for now I'm on the clock, uh
Give myself off to you right before I knock
Once I'm back home, then you know it's Yung Joc
We gon' set the camcorder up and make a Hitchcock
I'm a uhh, big shot, uh
I can't eat it cold, so I hope this shit's hot
I can't eat the leftovers out the Ziploc
It's a mental thing for me, I can't really explain it
I know we're friends, but it feel like we dating sometimes
I feel the tension in all the conversations we have
I know the beat ain't really hot 'til I'm pacing around
And I'm pacing right now
Yeah, this shit knocking
And she, and she, she trying give noggin (Ooh!)
Trying show the younging what the the tip top is
But see me, I'm just trying see what the drip drop is, uh
Hit it once, she say that we been talking, uh
I don't mind, I'm enjoying the company
And it's validating for me, fill the void I been struggling with
I rock a soldier out of Troy when I'm bussing this shit
It's an infection I avoid, I been wanting a kid
But, I been flip flopping, huh
Indecisive how I'm trying get popping (Ooh!)
Plain cheeseburger, I don't get topping
Chauncey trying show me what the crip walk is

[CyHi The Prynce:]
CyHi, yeah, huh
Drip dropping
Call the maintenance man, I don't fix faucets, huh
Smoke is strong, can't quit coughing
Valentino with the Louis, boy, I make sauces
Big bosses over here, girl, I'm Rick Rossing, haha
Big topping with the cheese gossip
She like my last CD, I guess she disc jocking
Spoking word over bass, I be grid locking
She was bad so I had to take the bitch shopping
Hit the Rollie store to kill time, now we tick tocking, huh
Hurry up before my dick soften
She put the panties on backwards, got her criss crossing, huh
Send her home in some sweatpants
She vegan so I hit her with the eggplant, huh
Her daddy rich so so I'm Stedman, huh
Vetements Gucci headband, huh
She said I'm better than her ex man
If you fuck another bitch, you a dead man
Hold on, girl, you talking like you pregnant
I am not your nigga, I'm your bestfriend, huh
Shhh, quit talking
I just wanna' know what the drip drop is, huh
I pull her hair, girl, I rip stockins'
If you ain't fucking with me, you can kick rocks then
Never take the hat off, boy, I'm Kid Rocking
She said, "I'm sorry, I don't get that type of dick often"
Honey gold digging, hope you trying to pick pocket
So I'm swip swapping
Got a thick chocolate
Little chick from the market, caught her wrist wathcing
Now we at the crib and we binge watching
I'm straight forward on some Chris Rock shit
I'm just trying see what the drip drop is, huh