Cdot Honcho – New Drip lyrics

[Intro]
Honcho Honcho Honcho

[Chorus]
New drip, I'm steppin' out, my old bitch is stressin' out
I got a new number, them texts isn't gettin' out
McLaren, I'm pullin' out
I shit on the runners, I'm fuckin' they summer up (damn)
This chopper hold one of one
Bad bitch tatted up, usually I double up
Shit, we could go one on one, she know I am one of one
She wanna lie to me, but she don't get what she want
I count a lot of cheese, I smoke a lot of weed
Shit I can do what I want
I'm givin' 'em lessons out, I'm countin' my blessings out
I did this shit on my own
Started at Granny house, I had to make a route (ayy)
I got to the top alone (ayy)

[Verse 1]
Bitch full of silicone, I'm finna send her home
Coupe color honeycomb
Plus that I'm on the blow, I'm in another zone
I ball like I break a zone
Next year Forbes list, mister ignore bitch
I make her break a four, got pounds on the forklift
You try to lift and roll, you probably break a bone
Fo'nem had it on face, lil bitch is a different race
They from another place, feed save human race
Fo'nem, they goin' ape, Uber to heaven gates
Catch me at Louis V, it's just my bitch and me
Finna go overseas (cash), went to the lock and g's
Drippin' ain't new to me (bitch), bitches they choosin' me
Police they losin' me, askin' me drive it slow
I can drive how I want
Knowin' they mad at me, this the car that they want
I smoke it all like a bowl
Young nigga did it, came up from the bottom though
Coupe with a model ho, chest like a bottle though
Hundred my auto though, pull up, catch all of those
Honcho, Honcho

[Chorus]
New drip, I'm steppin' out, my old bitch is stressin' out
I got a new number, them texts isn't gettin' out
McLaren, I'm pullin' out
I shit on the runners, I'm fuckin' they summer up (damn)
This chopper hold one of one
Bad bitch tatted up, usually I double up
Shit, we could go one on one, she know I am one of one
She wanna lie to me, but she don't get what she want
I count a lot of cheese, I smoke a lot of weed
Shit I can do what I want
I'm givin' 'em lessons out, I'm countin' my blessings out
I did this shit on my own
Started at Granny house, I had to make a route (ayy)
I got to the top alone

[Verse 2]
Ayy, the E-Way, I terrorize it
Doin' the dash, leavin' smoke, they can't see what happened
Your life, you be jeopardizing
Fo'nem might pull up, pull off like it never happened
In Louis I might of grabbed it
I put my bitch in it too, she's so into fashion
I really ain't into cappin'
Fo'nem gon' pull up in this instant, they insta-fanning
Gang in this bitch with me
Hella blue benjis came in this bitch with me
Smell like a zip with me
I'm out of drank, I came with a fifth with me
Bitch tryna get friendly
I'm readin' her mind, she probably gon' dip with me
Straight out the big city
Probably go to Miami and get my bitch big titties
Nigga don't want problems
Probably tie up your mama until you come get with me
Just left out of Saint Lauren
I spent an abundance, the clerk tryna get with me
This coupe like it's Rick Owens
They hemme, I'm floorin', you probably won't get with me
Your bitch I am ignoring
I fucked that bitch once, lil bitch tryna get with me

[Chorus]
New drip, I'm steppin' out, my old bitch is stressin' out
I got a new number, them texts isn't gettin' out
McLaren, I'm pullin' out
I shit on the runners, I'm fuckin' they summer up (damn)
This chopper hold one of one
Bad bitch tatted up, usually I double up
Shit, we could go one on one, she know I am one of one
She wanna lie to me, but she don't get what she want
I count a lot of cheese, I smoke a lot of weed
Shit I can do what I want
I'm givin' 'em lessons out, I'm countin' my blessings out
I did this shit on my own
Started at Granny house, I had to make a route (ayy)
I got to the top alone