lirik lagu 777arcane x dripché ghoulium - phantom of drip remix
(dripché ghoulium)
i am the phantom of drip, hop in the ghost and my n-ggas gon dip, 30 right all on my hip balenciaga, balmain is my fit
i get the check, n-gga yeah i get them racks, b-ss in the bak 2 10
inches and they flex, ysl on my feet mane, rick owens at the crib
mane, raf simons socks, neck no rocks
n-ggas hatin and they trip mane, ride around with that drip gotta keepa shank n-ggas tryna steal mane
turning up in the lot n-gga park your car n-gga got no brakes mane, raging up and we wylin b-tches sucking d-ck
b-tches wanna top us mane, n-ggas wavin them drums 12 ridin by watch fa dem coppas mane
b-tch n-gga talk sh-t p-ssies ain’t safe we ridin with choppas mane
, 400 n-ggas in the whip b.b. on my waist lookin all shiny mane, yea i make my own drip rock
my own sh-t haters steady talkln mane, boi where i come from tryna stop a bag n-ggas gett
the chalkin mane, n-ggas chasin all the clout, talkin all sh-t n-ggas get punched up mane
i dont really give a f-ck cus i’m freestylin’ cus you know i’m wild on it mane
(re.split)
said she dont want me b-tch please
im s-xy like heracles
(777arcane)
bend that b-tch over then break her knees
hit it 5 times like “sticky keys”
(dripché ghoulium)
i wear that bape f-ck supreme
i am the phantom of drip leave!
(re.split)
ice on my body need anti-freeze
walking rick owens on my feet
(777arcane)
call me a pyro
like i chinese
blow in her mouth like
she’s begging me “please”
(dripché ghoulium)
come out of new york i drip sh-t, got your lil b-tch she wan suck d-ck raf simons rick owens on my kicks holy sh-t got no surpreme on my fit
mma bapehead wit rick owens all thu your house i’m tip toein, call yo sister up and yea she f-ckin hoein, call your girlfriend up like wtf you doin yea f-ckin willin on this f-ckin sh-t
yea i’m turnin
up with these f-ckin ricks got the f-ckin bape on my torso wylin
out with this f-ckin drip, globe all on my hip, bb simon on my f-ckin hit got your f-ckin b-tch on my f-ckin
d-ck goin next to her sister she suckin sh-t, wylin out with this f-ckin drip, freestylin on this f-ckin sh-t, iam the phantom of drip i got 30 right all on my hip, pull it out and then i f-ckin blast
then i’m shooting them shots at -ss, yea your mind is like a f-ckin gl-ss crashing in the school imma clown in cl-ss
rick owens on my f-ckin tag wats on my fit yea that’s rick n raf, yea i got a jet but no f-ckin lag, jump in the mase yea i’m goin fast, who could it
who could it be there goes your b-tch found my d-ck in the sea, robbin the bank and i got the chesse, you got that cus asthma cus you gonna weez, you talk that sh-t
cus i got the beef, play mario kart and i’m with luig, i’m shooting the sh-lls like i’m six siege, i haze in the room like i’m complete, yea i haze in the room like i’m complete
bb on my waist its shiny, i don’t give a sh-t your funny, i don’t give a sh-t your whining
talkin that sh-t imma blind b, punch you in you eye now your blinding, ice on my neck yeah its icey
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