ClayCo Baby - Drippin' (feat. Exentrik) Lyrics

I'm drippin' that sauce from my head to my toe
I hit the plug, then I get for the low
Everyday thing, I be flexed at my shows
Potion the 4, but got boys in the 4
But got boys in the 4
I got boys in the 4
I got boys in the 4
I got boys in the 4
My girl gotta LV bag, she just be flexin'
You ain't my teacher, so quit the testin'
I stay on the low, and I just keep em guessing
I stack this cake everyday, this a blessing
Aye, this a blessing
This a blessing
This a blessing

Stomp on these bricks, then I sell for the low
I'm after this money, ain't chasin' no hoe
Don't call up my phone, you ain't talkin' bout' dough
My chain is so iced, that my neck is on froze
I'm in my zone, please don't f*ck with my flow
The light is on red, but my car still on go
I used to be broke, but got money to blow
Ballin, ballin, got money to blow
Money to blow, money to blow
I got money to blow, money to blow
I f*ck yo' bitch, now she callin' my phone
She said that she miss me, she home all alone
I pull up, I pull up, she sippin' Patrón
I f*ck on yo' wife, you can call me Tyrone
Suckin' me up, like a ice cream cone
She nibble my meat, like a chicken bone
She say that you small, but she say that I'm grown
She say that I'm soft, but I'm hard like a stone
Hard like a stone, I'm hard like a stone
I'm hard like stone

I'm drippin' that sauce from my head to my toe
I hit the plug, then I get for the low
Everyday thing, I be flexed at my shows
Potion the 4, but got boys in the 4
But got boys in the 4
I got boys in the 4
I got boys in the 4
I got boys in the 4
My girl gotta LV bag, she just be flexin'
You ain't my teacher, so quit the testin'
I stay on the low, and I just keep em guessing
I stack this cake everyday, this a blessing
Aye, this a blessing
This a blessing
This a blessing

Drippin' Cartier from my head to my toe
I don't be trappin', but sell on the low
I want a belt, just to flex at my shows
Diggin' my style, she likin' my flow
Walk in the mall, and I'm flexin'
Aye, all this gas for my stressin'
Aye, they wanna hate but they messy
Aye, that choppa' kick like Messi
You niggas sweet just like some Pepsi
Aye, livin' lavish like Jessie
Aye, she all in my phone, tryna' text me
Aye, diamonds on me cool
Aye, ya' boyfriend playin', he a fool
Yeah, I'm Handy Mandy with the tool
Diamonds wetter than a pool
Aye, play you niggas just like pool
Aye, she know I'm drippin' sauce call me ClayCo Ragu
That .45 hollow tip, pierce you like a tattoo
She knowin' that I'm clean, just like I'ma shampoo
I'm so educated, I don't need no high school

I'm drippin' that sauce from my head to my toe
I hit the plug, then I get for the low
Everyday thing, I be flexed at my shows
Potion the 4, but got boys in the 4
But got boys in the 4
I got boys in the 4
I got boys in the 4
I got boys in the 4
My girl gotta LV bag, she just be flexin'
You ain't my teacher, so quit the testin'
I stay on the low, and I just keep em guessing
I stack this cake everyday, this a blessing
Aye, this a blessing
This a blessing
This a blessing