Drip Down

By CLUES REALITY

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[Chorus: XOSCLUE]

Rock Cuban links I swear I can’t sink

Dripping and drowning that’s two different things

Princess cut diamonds and carpet from minks

The coupe it’s expensive four doors it got wings

Cooling the jet it takeoff and it sings

Dropping cold lines like its winter no spring

You swing while I swing

Everyone know that My trap is for kings

You lack what I bring

My flow is so elegant shooters benevolent

Swear we don’t miss shoot with a swish

You wanting the sun just look at my wrist

Tyfromthefuturr and Clue on the mix

Glock Nine in the wraith but my ruger it kicks

Kick in the door then re rock a brick

Air out the room my shooters won’t switch

That’s steady my clique Aye


[Instrumental Bridge]


[Verse: TyFromTheFuturr]

If you got a 30 case Then you snitch on 30 bitches, Steady telling lies Not speaking truths about your digits

I cannot stop moving Bitch always gotta fidget

Said I’m gonna get my money, Yeah my money? You should give it!

I rock designer That bitch is a whiner

Said you looking fine But bitch I’m looking finer

Ruling the principal Run like elliptical

My diamonds shine Like it’s sunny no digital

Swerve foreign cars I Drive in the rain

Do stupid shit Now they think I’m insane

Running with guns I put shots in your brain

All these rappers trash But bitch YRB flame

I just keep spitting My flow so immaculate

You do not get it You don’t know the half of it

Worked on my own So they called me a manualist, wanna be hard Little bitch is this calculus

I got the trap And I got my set

You know we will pop out Yes we are threat

Don’t be acting stupid Put guns to your head

I shoot my shot Now body rot, dead

You know it’s the gang And we on some shit

I pass my hoes All around to the clique

Don’t fuck with me Or I might steal your bitch

Granny’s on Xanny’s Pop Xans off a lick


[Chorus: XOSCLUE]

Rock Cuban links I swear I can’t sink

Dripping and drowning that’s two different things

Princess cut diamonds and carpet from minks

The coupe it’s expensive four doors it got wings

Cooling the jet it takeoff and it sings

Dropping cold lines like its winter no spring

You swing while I swing

Everyone know that My trap is for kings

You lack what I bring

My flow is so elegant shooters benevolent

Swear we don’t miss shoot with a swish

You wanting the sun just look at my wrist

Tyfromthefuturr and Clue on the mix

Glock Nine in the wraith but my ruger it kicks

Kick in the door then re rock a brick

Air out the room my shooters won’t switch

That’s steady my clique Aye