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Compo$ure - Drip Lyrics



Compo$ure - Drip Lyrics




I knew I was on my way
They say practice what you preach
So I started making plays
About an hour every beat

I was thinking silent
In my mind I got some heat

If I make it back
I never worry bout the cheese

And you could never understand
About the places I'm talking
I got some stories with the gang
That I'm a take the coffin
It's just the truth
Not used to all the snakes in the garden
I keep my mind about my money
And take safety precautions

I said

My glasses Cartier
It's Gabanna on the sleeves
Keep you popping in designer
Shoes and belt from lui V

I ain't never been a liar
Peep the diamonds when I cheese
Red Ferrari call her Fire
Skirt the tires when I leave

I got that
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip

I got that
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip

I got that
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip

I got that
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip

Peep the jacket
Peep the kicks
And peep the fashion
I always gotta ball
I keep the piece
When we in madness
Some days I'd get to crawling
Just find out where the bag is
Many times I've fallen
I get up and get it cracking

When I walk in to the room
I see the ladies get attracted
It's something bout drip
She dream about me
When she napping
I confess the money
Got em jumping like a rabbit
Sticking to the brody
Like a mother f*cking magnet

I miss the trap
Yeah I really shouldn't be near
Never goin back
On my folks I gotta see clear
If you wanna bag
Then you gotta be here
I don't mean to brag
Compo$ure doesn't see fear

No compo$ure doesn't see fear
See fear
Cartiers on so I can see it clear
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I knew I was on my way
They say practice what you preach
So I started making plays
About an hour every beat

I was thinking silent
In my mind I got some heat

If I make it back
I never worry bout the cheese

And you could never understand
About the places I'm talking
I got some stories with the gang
That I'm a take the coffin
It's just the truth
Not used to all the snakes in the garden
I keep my mind about my money
And take safety precautions

I said

My glasses Cartier
It's Gabanna on the sleeves
Keep you popping in designer
Shoes and belt from lui V

I ain't never been a liar
Peep the diamonds when I cheese
Red Ferrari call her Fire
Skirt the tires when I leave

I got that
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip

I got that
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip

I got that
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip

I got that
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip

Peep the jacket
Peep the kicks
And peep the fashion
I always gotta ball
I keep the piece
When we in madness
Some days I'd get to crawling
Just find out where the bag is
Many times I've fallen
I get up and get it cracking

When I walk in to the room
I see the ladies get attracted
It's something bout drip
She dream about me
When she napping
I confess the money
Got em jumping like a rabbit
Sticking to the brody
Like a mother f*cking magnet

I miss the trap
Yeah I really shouldn't be near
Never goin back
On my folks I gotta see clear
If you wanna bag
Then you gotta be here
I don't mean to brag
Compo$ure doesn't see fear

No compo$ure doesn't see fear
See fear
Cartiers on so I can see it clear
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Writer: Brett Glasco
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Compo$ure
Language: English
Length: 2:02
Written by: Brett Glasco

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