London Jae - Drippin lyrics

[Intro] Shouts to no genre what's up Defying what's up Shouts to the whole cleveland Ave London Jae represent for the A-town Better late than never DJ Scream [Hook] Pain k**ers on me I can feel em I can feel em Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling Yo b**h drippin off a n***a flyer than a pigeon Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling Throw the money in the air while them b**hes go an get it Let it all fall from the ceiling Push a coupe through the city with a bad b**h in it One bu*ton leave the ceiling i'm k**ing Pain k**ers on me I can feel em I can feel em Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling Yo b**h drippin off a n***a flyer than a pigeon Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling Throw the money in the air while them b**hes go an get it Let it all fall from the ceiling Push a coupe through the city with a bad b**h in it One bu*ton leave the ceiling i'm k**ing [Verse 1] You mentioned my clothes and my bros and my hoes thugger brush I ran through the paper I smoke like Jamaica She wanna roll with me cause i'm rolling rough Ah and get the f**ing on this n***a b**h Got a Condo in the middle of the city when I wanna kick it Got a [? line] Yeah tint the windows on the Rarri push a bu*ton lose the ceiling Got these b**hes in they feelings Why these n***as in they feelings I'm just tryna get a million I'm just tryna make a k**ing f** em all cause i'm winning Ima ball till i'm finish They hate to see me with it Ima turn up in a minute ima burn it like a hippie b**h I earned my position Now a n***a flyer than a pigeon [?] got a n***a higher than the ceiling [Hook] Pain k**ers on me I can feel em I can feel em Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling Yo b**h drippin off a n***a flyer than a pigeon Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling Throw the money in the air while them b**hes go an get it Let it all fall from the ceiling Push a coupe through the city with a bad b**h in it One bu*ton leave the ceiling i'm k**ing Pain k**ers on me I can feel em I can feel em Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling Yo b**h drippin off a n***a flyer than a pigeon Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling Throw the money in the air while them b**hes go an get it Let it all fall from the ceiling Push a coupe through the city with a bad b**h in it One bu*ton leave the ceiling i'm k**ing [Verse 2] Yeah linking my dawg them from Africa I been a thug since them n***as who sold all the drug rolled around in an acura Hoe i'm a legend i know some female that wanna s** on me like dracula That Marc Jacob on me i'm Molly lean I get that work from colombians Pimping hoes on metropolitans Woah, wrap ma body up in diamonds and gold Crank ducatis up and ride them with hoes Spending dollars on designers and clothes Smoke the weed till my mind in control Bought me a chopper f** these n***as Getting me some money f** these b**hes Rap thing ima do it [?] these b**hes Mando, Rays are cold blood k**ers Stunning with a gun in ma hand and a bomb in ma pants Try me run up on the street light I'm too fly so that's why i got the fire ain't got no plan or participating in no street fight Keep the shoebox full of rubber bands Ima wrap em round grands i'm just making sure I eat right Till the day that i'm gone ima put it in the song Ima live by the code of the street life [Hook] Pain k**ers on me I can feel em I can feel em Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling Yo b**h drippin off a n***a flyer than a pigeon Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling Throw the money in the air while them b**hes go an get it Let it all fall from the ceiling Push a coupe through the city with a bad b**h in it One bu*ton leave the ceiling i'm k**ing Pain k**ers on me I can feel em I can feel em Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling Yo b**h drippin off a n***a flyer than a pigeon Feeling like i'm walking on the ceiling Throw the money in the air while them b**hes go an get it Let it all fall from the ceiling Push a coupe through the city with a bad b**h in it One bu*ton leave the ceiling i'm k**ing