Drip Down!
Zacariiah and polkadotkink
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And I'll see you right? (8 bottles gone) It won't be all night (Can't be here long) You're not outta sight, I'm not goin' light Goin' home with nothing, you're my somethin', somethin' slight Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more Whatchu mean by somethin' sharp, I got that knife handy Dress good, smell good, couple sips of brandy You made it to the function, nice to meet ya, I'ma kill ya Fucking all the brides, fucking all the features on ya Shadows in the back, move around, they attack October air in my nose, hard to hide from that I want my, I want my pistol, I heard something, listen All these shadows in the back, got me shaking, geeking All these demons in my motherfucking head What I do to get out, I'm dead F*ck, in my head, I get lost in my two-seater F*ck, in my head, drip down bitch, I'm eatin' And I'll see you right? (8 bottles gone) It won't be all night (Can't be here long) You're not outta sight, I'm not goin' light Goin' home with nothing, you're my somethin', somethin' slight Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more Only pretty bottles, fitness model, bitches waddle when I call 'em back Impalas going crazy, faster at the track I'm hollow tippin' back to back, she swallow, that shit drippin' down her ass Fat crack, with my fuckin' fat stack Still on her back, makin' her pack Look at her eyes and I'm on the attack Dopamine, a smokin' fiend, shit, ain't nothing wrong with that I'm rolling it fat, yeah, I'm rolling it fat Stuck in the high, I'm makin' it by I'm making it by I'm making it by I'm making it by, yeah! Back, back of the line, I'm in front standing Cop, cop stop when I drive, no need for handles Ride, ride for a bit, bitch, let me take over Drip down! Papa dough, I feel like Caesar F*ck the snow smell through my nose Drip down ho, she feel like gold She a baddie, painted toes Woah! Guns and more, that's that shit that makes them ghosts That's that shit they flexing most I'm just here, I'm fucking hoes Throw up shit, I'm drinking twice the dose E-X-P-L-I-C-I-T flags ripple through the coast F*ck with me, bitch And I'll see you right? (8 bottles gone) It won't be all night (Can't be here long) You're not outta sight, I'm not goin' light Goin' home with nothing, you're my somethin', somethin' slight Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more Drip down seater, drip down ho, tip down feed her, rip crown more
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Written by: Ryan Brodnik, Zachary Brodnik
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