Drippin

I ain't a killer, but don't push me

Girl, you ain't fuckin' with no rookie

I'ma get this bag, fuck who said I couldn't

It ain't even hard to find me if you lookin'

So do't be actin' like you is who ain't

'Cause I prefer real over fake

Gotta keep this strap on my waist

Gotta watch for these cops and these snake

Hard body shit, you ain't ready for this life, nigga

Thick bad bitch, come and ride me like a bike

Glock all black but the whip all white

Might catch frostbite on all this motherfuckin' ice

Fuck my opps, judge glorify vote too

And every time they pull me over I'm like "don't shoot"

And I never get caught slippin', bitch I'm so smooth

And I know life is a gamble, but I don't lose

I ain't no bitch, broke nigga don't tip me

Two niggas plotting on me, that's two dummies, Ren & Renny

First nigga shootin', I'mma shoot till that bitch empty

I ain't a killer, but don't push me

Girl, you ain't fuckin' with no rookie

I'ma get this bag, fuck who said I couldn't

It ain't even hard to find me if you lookin'

So don't be actin' like you is who you ain't

'Cause I prefer real over fake

Gotta keep this strap on my waist

Gotta watch for the cops and these snakes

I ain't a killer, but fuck it, pop, pop, pop, pop

Had enough of all this talking, bust shots now (shots now)

I'm hidin' out (hidin' out), my chops sound nice

Check one, two, three, drop down (drop down)

Sorry, was that too angry- black?

These days a nigga can't be crazy and still make a stack

But if your whole life was a catch-22

I wonder ain't it really crazy if you ain't crazy too?

Semantics with a shooter always loses when the clips go

Crazy with Rugar, make 'em Panic! At The Disco

I bust a rhyme regularly, I ain't talkin' Flipmode

Flip your whole life like it's sittin' in some Crisco

When it's hot, it's finna pop off (pop off)

Thotty riding shawty with the top off (top off)

Distract you long enough to miss the sawed off

She the real killer and you never got a shot off

I ain't a killer, but don't push me

There's marijuana baked up in them cookies

I'm already freaking out, don't make me turn into the monster

That you always dreamed about

So don't be acting like you is who you ain't

'Cause I prefer real over fake

Gotta keep this strap on my wasit

'Cause I prefer real over fake

Yuh, I want Todo (todo, Todo, todo)

Hop into position like a pogo (pogo)

Bro got this dog twisted, I ain't Toto, wow

From the land where the youngsters be off that coco now

Whether you you split with Swisher or sip the liquor (yuh)

Find your nights, but mind your voice and temper (yeah)

I told you twice (I told you twice)

Hoes gon' like what hoes gon' like (yuh)

I try to be minding my temper

But I'm under pressure that some of y'all never (never)

Never had to get checked on

Or had no more times that I done been flexed on

Chest feeling all Teflon, it's surf and turf talk no press on

Got that sauce like I'm on Szechuan

On your noodle if you go

Hiroshima bomb!

Smoke cheeba in the theater with Nia Long (my Nia Long)

Just me and my motherfuckin' kemosab' ('sab')

No ranger to the danger, then I hit the mob, yup!

I ain't a killer, but don't push me

Girl, you ain't fuckim' with a rookie

I'ma get this bag, fuck who said I couldn't

It ain't hard to find me if you lookin'

So don't be actin' like you is who you ain't

'Cause I prefer real over fake

Gotta keep this strap on my waist

Gotta watch for these cops, and these snakes