Since99 - RIP Drank Method lyrics
[Since99 - RIP Drank Method lyrics]
(BenjiCold, why you icey?)
(Oh, you want the drank method?)
(Uh huh, yeah, oh you want the drank method?)
(yeah, I remember, okay)
Uh huh (Uh huh, bitch)
Oh, you want the drank method?
That's gonna cost about ten bands
Tryna jump me? I got ten hands
Come buy you a verse, I don't scam fans
Put that boy in the dirt with his damn mans
Didn't think I would do it but I can
Hoes be acting like critics, they Fantan
Had to paint a picture like I'm Guelz Santan
I got a plug serving grape leaves then I ran
He tryna tax me for like fifty a gram
Well that's 'bout the same
As a BenjiCold beat
So don't be surprised if you see me with heat
Rolling tiramisu with the funnel and sheets
I been on a mission like strangers and freaks
Your music is mid, it could use a few tweaks
Took a trip to Miami, could use a few weeks
Had to beat his bitch ass
He been selling my leaks
'Bout to pour up this
Tris in cranberry Sprite
We up at Ruth's Chris
Ain't fucking with night
I'm setting a blitz and leaving 'em tight
You Fortunato that I'm treating you Lite
I hit the lotto with this bitch, I'ma pipe
In the Eldorado when I leave, out of sight
I don't sip Moscato
That ain't really my type
And I feel like Trouble when
I thief in the night
Prada, Chanel, Gucci, Yves Saint Laurent
Got an Arc'teryx jacket when it get cold
'Cause I know these bitches really
Wanna go and see me
Had a discussion with a label
I had to turn they ass down
Yeah, I got these drums like percussion
I'm banging shit but don't make no sound
And I feel like 10k 'cause I Luh Da Sound
Moving like I'm broke
Baby going 'round and 'round
Fuck a Glock, put him in the Octagon
Make him pound for pound
Throwing bulls in this bitch
Like I'm Josh McCown
If you're gonna make a bank play
At least let me get half
'cause I know my worth
Aussie connection, he posted in Perth
Brodie in too deep
I don't wanna have to work
Oh, you want the drank method?
That's gonna cost about ten bands
Tryna jump me? I got ten hands
Come buy you a verse, I don't scam fans
Put that boy in the dirt with his damn mans
Didn't think I would do it but I can
Hoes be acting like critics, they Fantan
Had to paint a picture like I'm Guelz Santan
I got a plug serving grape leaves then I ran
He tryna tax me for like fifty a gram
Well that's 'bout the same
As a BenjiCold beat
So don't be surprised if you see me with heat
Rolling tiramisu with the funnel and sheets
I been on a mission like strangers and freaks
Your music is mid, it could use a few tweaks
Took a trip to Miami, could use a few weeks
Had to beat his bitch ass
He been selling my leaks
(Oh, you want the drank method?)
(Uh huh, yeah, oh you want the drank method?)
(yeah, I remember, okay)
Uh huh (Uh huh, bitch)
Oh, you want the drank method?
That's gonna cost about ten bands
Tryna jump me? I got ten hands
Come buy you a verse, I don't scam fans
Put that boy in the dirt with his damn mans
Didn't think I would do it but I can
Hoes be acting like critics, they Fantan
Had to paint a picture like I'm Guelz Santan
I got a plug serving grape leaves then I ran
He tryna tax me for like fifty a gram
Well that's 'bout the same
As a BenjiCold beat
So don't be surprised if you see me with heat
Rolling tiramisu with the funnel and sheets
I been on a mission like strangers and freaks
Your music is mid, it could use a few tweaks
Took a trip to Miami, could use a few weeks
Had to beat his bitch ass
He been selling my leaks
'Bout to pour up this
Tris in cranberry Sprite
We up at Ruth's Chris
Ain't fucking with night
I'm setting a blitz and leaving 'em tight
You Fortunato that I'm treating you Lite
I hit the lotto with this bitch, I'ma pipe
In the Eldorado when I leave, out of sight
I don't sip Moscato
That ain't really my type
And I feel like Trouble when
I thief in the night
Prada, Chanel, Gucci, Yves Saint Laurent
Got an Arc'teryx jacket when it get cold
'Cause I know these bitches really
Wanna go and see me
Had a discussion with a label
I had to turn they ass down
Yeah, I got these drums like percussion
I'm banging shit but don't make no sound
And I feel like 10k 'cause I Luh Da Sound
Moving like I'm broke
Baby going 'round and 'round
Fuck a Glock, put him in the Octagon
Make him pound for pound
Throwing bulls in this bitch
Like I'm Josh McCown
If you're gonna make a bank play
At least let me get half
'cause I know my worth
Aussie connection, he posted in Perth
Brodie in too deep
I don't wanna have to work
Oh, you want the drank method?
That's gonna cost about ten bands
Tryna jump me? I got ten hands
Come buy you a verse, I don't scam fans
Put that boy in the dirt with his damn mans
Didn't think I would do it but I can
Hoes be acting like critics, they Fantan
Had to paint a picture like I'm Guelz Santan
I got a plug serving grape leaves then I ran
He tryna tax me for like fifty a gram
Well that's 'bout the same
As a BenjiCold beat
So don't be surprised if you see me with heat
Rolling tiramisu with the funnel and sheets
I been on a mission like strangers and freaks
Your music is mid, it could use a few tweaks
Took a trip to Miami, could use a few weeks
Had to beat his bitch ass
He been selling my leaks