Feeling My Drip (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: NLE Choppa]
They gon' feel my drip
They gon' feel my drip
Yeah, they gon' feel my drip

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
Yeah, I'm stacking these chips, I'm getting this paper
Smoking this cookie, it's all in the air
Y'all got an advantage, it really ain't fair
I'm the president, you n*ggas the mayor
I'm not a P, but I'm a player
Two fingers and a thumb, up in the air
b*tch, I'm a shotta, my drip is so rare
Put kids on her face like a f*cking daycare
Choppa the man, but Choppa so rude
I'm rockin' Balmains, don't f*ck with the trues
Teachers wanna f*ck me when I'm in school
She suck on my di*k, and I like when she drool
I'm the hottest when I step on the scene
Promethazine, I'm walkin' with a lean
Run up on me you gon' see a red beam
Addicted to money, I think I'm a fiend
f*ck the other side, n*ggas don't like me
Never been a shooter, n*gga just fight me
Iced out, got more ice than hockey
b*tches say that a n*gga too c*cky
Beat the pus*y, left, right, like I'm Rocky
Pull out, baby girl come top me
Ion want it if the sh*t ain't sloppy
Deep throatin' just do it like Nike (Just do it, ho)
[Verse 2: Gunna]
Yeah, ride the 'Vette or the Maybach, depend on my mood
More bookings and payments that sh*t done got huge (sh*t done got huge)
Hop in the spaceship, take it to the moon (Gone)
Chrome Hearts on my face just to help me look cool (Yeah)
Her pus*y stay wet, we don't gotta use lube (Lube)
Good head on her shoulders like she still in school (Uh)
Pour fours in my soda, I won't catch a flu
Loyalty mandatory, you part of this crew (Part of this crew)
Spending addiction, ten thousand on shoes (Spending addiction)
Spend with no limit, a hundred on jewels (A hundred on jewels)
Too many b*tches, they coming in twos
I took a Perc', I been itching since noon (Itching since noon)
Why the brokest the loudest in the room? (Loudest)
Why all the sudden n*ggas want to be cool? (Want to be cool)
Ain't giving second chances, I'm no fool (Nah)
I'm out my depression, life been going smooth

[Verse 3: NLE Choppa]
I'm ballin' hard, you would think I'm a loss
Took a loss, now a young n*gga bossin'
Breakin' these n*ggas down like a cloth
Catch him in traffic, and then I'ma off him
They copy my drip, and how I maneuver
Bangin' a shotta, but hang with some trulas
Beefin' with me, over computers
See him in traffic, my n*gga gon' do him
Hot n*gga, cuz I say with the heater
Spent a couple bands, just for some sneakers
Massed up, b*tch I'm robbin' the preacher
Sorry lord, but a young n*gga need it
Plug walking when I step in Giuseppe's
Money green, like a pile of lettuce
Sticked up, lil' b*tch come test me
This sh*t not sweet, it's gon' get deadly
I'm goin' fed like bag, yo
Two b*tches, that's uno, dos
He say I'm a hoe, boy hell no
I'm tough as nails like a rail-road
Boss n*gga, lost in the sauce, n*gga
Rollie on me, how much it cost, n*gga
Say you tough, but you really soft, n*gga
Killing these n*ggas like the Holocaust, n*gga
[Outro]
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