Gunna – Drip or Drown Lyrics

Gunna – Drip or Drown Lyrics
Drip or Drown
Gunna
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    "Drip or Drown." - Gunna

    Album: Gunna: A Gift & A Curse Setlist
    Track No: 10
    Yeah, yeah
    I got wood grain on my Damier buckle (Uh)
    Cool quarter mill in my Goyard duffle (Yeah)
    I won again so you still gotta shuffle
    Born with the drip and just learned how to hustle
    Look at your bitch through these Dior bifocals
    I get me some head, she bend that shit over (Yeah)
    They say lately I be lookin' like dollars (Yeah)
    Pinstripe high waters, I dress like a golfer (True)
    We ride in foreigns, ain't no more Impalas (Foreign)
    They ain't have the newborn, but I got baby bottles
    Shoppin' at Barney, I drip like a model (Yeah)
    Watch how I drip when I hit that Met Gala (Yeah)
    Codeine I sip with my lip, don't get splattered (Sip)
    Doctor told me I got lean in my bladder (Lean)
    Run through this cash like family don't matter (Cash)
    I got your back, feel the same pain together (Yeah)
    Pop off the tag, my partner just swear (Yeah)
    Baby blue Jag made my mom feel better (Yeah)
    Fucked a snow bunny at my show at Coachella (Uh)
    VVS damn, the pointers in my bezel (You)
    We move too fast, it get slimy as ever (Slime)
    Life is too grimy, I watch for the devil (Grime)
    It's a Rolls Royce and it come with umbrellas (Rolls)
    2018 and that Porsche Carrera (Yeah)
    Goyard pouch (Hey)
    Racks in the quarter ounce (Hey)
    Two accounts (Hey)
    Large amounts, ooh (Yo)
    Shop around (Hey)
    Designer down, ooh (Yeah)
    Drip or drown (Hey)
    Drip or drown (Yup)
    Killin' these hoes, need to call paramedics (Kill)
    New Fendi runners, I feel athletic (Feel)
    Run that shit up, bought my partner a Patek (Hey)
    Blowin' this cash, it was times we ain't have it (Hey)
    Got 21 bitches, I must be a savage (Yup)
    Cook in they kitchen, the dope smell like acid (Yup)
    Pourin' this Hi-Tech, I'm sippin', relaxin' (Yeah)
    Vibe's in L.A., Gunna fuckin' the baddest (Vibe)
    If it ain't plastic, put him in a casket (Uh)
    I wiped his nose quickly, pass him a napkin (Slime)
    Got a addiction, in love with this fashion (Yeah)
    Prayin' for all of my bros like we Catholic (Pray)
    Lifetime of hats 'cause you always be cappin' (Yeah)
    **** ain't eatin', stop cappin', you ain't fastin' (Cap)
    Can't get no sleep 'cause my life is all action (Yup)
    See how this shit happened? I made it in rappin' (Rap)
    Goyard pouch (Hey)
    Racks in the quarter ounce (Hey)
    Two accounts (Hey)
    Large amounts, ooh (Yo)
    Shop around (Hey)
    Designer down, ooh (Yeah)
    Drip or drown (Hey)
    Drip or drown (Yo)

    Writer(s): Wheezy, Gunna.

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