Drip On 70th Street

[Intro: 70th Street Carlos & Sauce Walka]
Mister bang bang, I tote the Glock (Drip, bang)
Nigga play, he gettin' popped, I got more cutters than a chef (Drip, bang)
And you know I got that Glock(Bang)
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Nigga play, he gettin' popped (Hey, ooh-wee)
Bang, look (70)
Loaded, yeah (Shit)

[Verse 1: 70th Street Carlos]
All this ice on me, got me feelin' like Saint Nick
I don't tell all my business, I just give them hoes that dick
All in your tree with the Glock, you know I got that stick
And my pockets full of money, pockets fat just like Rick
I like my bitches with some meat, call 'em thick
I don't fuck with him, why? 'Cause he counterfeit
How I come fresh, from my teeth to my kicks
All in a nigga flavor, get out a nigga mix
Got a bitch that look foreign, but she ain't, she just mixed
Fine but her teeth ugly, I'ma get them bitches fixed
Got a team full of shooters, bitch, don't make me send a blitz
How I be shittin' on these niggas, they should pay me for this shit
I just got off the phone with Sauce, you know Sauce, that's my nigga
In the studio smokin' Backwoods full of that killer
Big booty hoe, and that ass soft just like a pillow
Take her to the room and I'ma hit her

[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
You know I'm slidin' with them cutters (Them cutters)
Two AR's and a Glock, call 'em Ed, Edd, and Eddy, brothers (Them brothers)
Nigga, you a bitch, and I ain't stutter (No stutter)
Your homegirl too, so nigga, you really got a ho for a brother (Hey)
I scoot up in Masi', these niggas ridin' in Chevys (Ooh-wee)
Lil' buddy think he drippin', wait, he ain't even a puddle
My hoes is white or mixed, I only deal with bread and butter
I'll send a bitch on Donald Trump before I get in trouble (Drip)
I could catch a bitch if my fingers had arthritis (Drip)
I could knock a bitch that's engaged, newly united (Pimp)
Make a bitch go burn your ring like she ain't like it
Then have the bitch in Miami on scooters buyin' me Nikes
Off-White, you know it's a difference from a boss right?
You ever been to Ikea? Well, that's what my house like
Three floors, way before rappin' I had three hoes
Boy, your bitch ugly and I heard she had three toes
Niggas swear they rap stars but they ain't done three shows
Niggas say they trap stars but they ain't bought three hoes
Niggas out here broke as Shaq's free throw
Nigga, you a bitch, you only seein' outside through a peephole
I be puttin' lean in my cereal, codeine-O
Ever since I broke a bitch, I stoped sellin' Ninos
Niggas' cars still gettin' repoed
Boy, you ain't a stepper, you just out here tap dancing like a geek ho