Lost My Drip

Saba done dicked her down (Aye) Okay, okay Yeah yeah And it seems Niggas think I lost my drip, walking around with a 40 on my hip Yeah they really be tryna' steal the sauce I dip But they don't really be ever wanting the smoke, they simp Nah You could get checked for that, we check for tax, shortie gave me neck for that For a feature or a show, gotta play it how it go Motherfucker I need a check for that, uh huh Look Lately I just been up on the move, I wouldn't be at the booth if I had the time for you How can I be stressing? when I'm counting all the blessings And my pockets getting fatter & my fingers turning blue True I am a different specimen, they tryna' call for the reverend They like Magnifico out of his element, he the rhino in a room full of elephants I just Took the odds and evened them out, when every word cut deep I was bleeding them out The rap game gave me a seat on the couch And now the whole rap game got my meat in they mouth (ugh) And I left these bitches cold cause' I got sick of the sluts Care about your opinion for what? All you niggas screaming life ain't shit but a mother-fucking bitch But that bitch called life got my dick in her butt (fax) When you living like this, you can never have patience I'd rather be working than be broke and waiting I'm clutching my rifle, I know that they hating I'm clutching my bible, I'm fighting with Satan Truth hard to swallow, I digest I will never follow, I digress I rock a gold chain round my neck, with an Iced out Jesus on my chest Come and f*ck with me Niggas think I lost my drip, walking around with a 40 on my hip Yeah they really be tryna' steal the sauce I dip But they don't really be ever wanting the smoke, they simp Nah You could get checked for that, we check for tax, shortie gave me neck for that For a feature or a show, gotta play it how it go Motherfucker I need a check for that, uh huh (Saba) Niggas think I lost my drip, walking around with a 40 on my hip Yeah they really be tryna' steal the sauce I dip But they don't really be ever wanting the smoke, they simp Nah You could get checked for that, we check for tax, shortie gave me neck for that For a feature or a show, gotta play it how it go, motherfucker I need a check for that, uh huh Bitch I'm Bob ross with the blunt (blunt), every single one is a masterpiece Fulfilling a prophecy actually This ain't what you want, take the bullet out the gun and go run nigga this what it had to be Causing the casualties casually, no common fallacy Slip through your block and f*ck up whole spot in drop with no pop Like I'm sliding on vaseline, there is no catching me Bitch I got my change up, I still f*ck with the same plug Hoes don't entertain us, they keep you in yo lane stuck I had to switch my lane up, can't let a hater phase us Told my brothers when I'm home Im eating with my day ones (Niggas think I lost my drip, walking around with a 40 on my hip Yeah they really be tryna' steal the sauce I dip But they don't really be ever wanting the smoke, they simp Nah You could get checked for that, we check for tax, shortie gave me neck for that For a feature or a show, gotta play it how it go, motherfucker I need a check for that, uh huh) Niggas think I lost my drip, walking around with a 40 on my hip Yeah they really be tryna' steal the sauce I dip But they don't really be ever wanting the smoke, they simp Nah You could get checked for that, we check for tax, shortie gave me neck for that For a feature or a show, gotta play it how it go, motherfucker I need a check for that, uh huh