Drip like this – Blake lyrics

Lyrics Drip like this – Blake

Hopeless, I just leave ’em hopeless
I just made this b***h disappear hocus pocus
Niggas hit it fast so I watch em mixed emotions
Rapping ’bout that rari, but 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
Niggas better duck, when I pop out the cut
You hear the oooof, that’s me powering up
I done fucked em up, cause a n***a came in clutch
She wanna be down wit the set like her hut
But I look like Rick James the way that I maneuver
Teach ’em boys a lesson, like really I’m a tutor
Told her f**k wit’ me for I get back, Larry Spousher
Preaching on the beat, got her screaming hallelujah
Told yo a*s again, I done told your a*s already
I’m ’bout that mucho, dinero, that fetty
That’s my love on the fourteenth of February
I’d get married to the money but they wouldn’t let me
I don’t hit that tweet button, I just hit the doja
I don’t hit her up n***a I just bend her over
Thought this cough was the side effect of being a smoker
But the doctor said on the beat I show symptoms of Ebola
Bitches play, man y’all hate
I eat beats like I love the taste
She got neck, that thing wet
I kill the p***y, like head to the vet
B***h I go dumb, I go insane
I’m bout to blow, Saddam Hussein
My n***a do you, stay in your lane
I’m at your head, if you mention my name.
(Blake – Drip like this)

N***a lights out
Come swang swang
Then, it’s n***a lights out (splash drip)
Then I drip, I done flipped the script
She rode a n***a in his whip (splash drip)
B***h I got the sauce
I just got the check n***a
I just flipped it off
I done hit the Dodie
I’m just tryna live suite life, Zach and Kodie.

Coming through this b***h, and my dirty style dripping
Foreplaying wit his girl
And you know that hoe drippin’
I lie, I f**k em, then diss em
And leave too many thotties in they feelings
Pull up in that drop top, I forgot the ceiling
Dodi boy spark it up
Ain’t hearing what you say, cause I don’t really give a f**k
Been up on my cheddar, that’s the s**t that buy me lunch
And if you ate this weed might just catch a sour punch
Swang in my truck, that’s the big body ram
If your girl want it then the p***y getting rammed
15 hunnid stacks then you roll the rubber bands
My niggas pull the choppers out the door of caravans
You don’t understand
How my face is on the mags I’m the man
My niggas blowing up like Pakistan
Finna order me some xans
Put the drugs in my hands
You ain’t smokin’ over here n***a, this is dodi land
You can catch these f*****g hands
I don’t really like to fight
Matter fact, shawty put another hoe up in the air
Rollin D first class
When I pull up on that a*s
In a full gas mask
There’s a foreign filled with gas
And you know I got the pad.

Got that pad and my blunt filled with diesel
That’s my s**t dirty, dirty
And your b***h face, timing wit my d*ckkk.
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Drip like this - Blake
Drip like this - Blake