Drip & Designer

[Verse 1: 6ixx]
Heard you lookin’, move propa’
We some Gunnaz, finna kick it like soccer
Bullets steamin’ like some pasta
Rollin’ woods, you kno’ I added the grabba
Rollin’ woods, you kno’ I added the grabba
All I wanna get is commas
Take a trip, maybe hit the Bahamas
Buy a crib for my momma
How we hidin’ boy you kno’ where to find us
River Park on different timin’
Bend your block then we uppin’ the crime rate
Bend your block then we uppin’ the crime rate
You see how I drip and designer
New chain, you can tell how I’m grindin’
Squad eatin’ like piranhas
Labels callin’, yeah they tryna sign us
Louis V or Gucci, Prada
Switch it up, with the Balenciagas
Either way I’m still flier
Gang buggin’ like it’s a fuckin’ riot
Steady runnin’ like it’s Sonic
Creep up on em n I’m poppin’ the tires
Askin’ questions, is you wired?

[Verse 2: DThang]
Can’t lack, gotta walk wit’ a chop now
If he run up then that boy gettin’ shot down
Spin the block one time, they ain’t out there
Stunna in the back, you kno’ he don’t fight fair
Get money
You kno’ that I’m swipin’ like Swiper
I don’t love you, you kno’ I’ll one night her
I got [?], just pass me the lighter
That’s dope
We not fuckin’, I just want the throat
I can’t lack, gotta stay wit’ a pole
Cos they kno’ my face and I’m ready to blow
You’re my brother, I got you for sure
Like Tdot said, [?] is gone
So let’s take a trip
Two poles, now we on they strip
I can’t worry, can’t trip bout no bitch
I’m too saucy, I’m just worried bout drip
I said I’m too saucy, I’m just worried bout drip

[Verse 3: TMac]
I said, “hold up”
Walk on the spot and we’re ready to blow stuff
.45 and we’re shootin’ from close up
9 blick, but my niggas they post up
Edai wit’ me, and he ready to post
Leave a hole, just like a donut
Why beef?, if you not gon blow nun
You not tough, man you gotta show sum
If he front, I told Lotti to toss ‘em
Three shots, still boy in a coffin
Red beam, you kno’ what I offed him
Smoke some runts, now I’m on my motion
Like Dthang said, that D’Ussé the potion
Free Guap, man you kno’ he was totin’
Perc hit, shit feel like a potion
See an opp, he not Pop but I smoke em
See an opp, he not Pop but I smoke em
Grrt brraht