Never Recover Lyrics
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Ayy, yeah
Tay Keith, this too hardRing, ring, ring, we drip too hard, ayy
(Run that back, Turbo)
Yeah, ayy, look
I bring up money, they change up the topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket
She gave me her number, now I gotta block it
I`m mixin` the dirty bills in with the profit
Clean that shit up and I give it right back to him
If I don`t fuck with him, then I can`t rap with him
I wanna be there when somebody catches him
I want a witness to see that shit
(Man, these folks, these folks gotta goddamn hear this shit, no cap)
I bring up hits and they change up the topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket
One hell of a year and a nigga still droppin`
They wanted to stop it, but they couldn`t stop it
You told a story like shorty was feelin` you
She told a story like she split the bill with you
Look at my story, man, no one could write it
Now I see a million, I don`t get excited
I might just YSL my shit, the Thugger way
Ain`t no real sense in me goin` the other way
Cannot be seen in that shit from the other day
Virgil just sent me a whole different colorway
Please don`t be stupid, it`s Baby and Gunna
And Baby, he wanted her, so I just swung her
Next time I`m in Dallas, I`ll look for another
You niggas fell off and you`ll never recover
Poured up some Hi-Tech and wait `til it bubble
Young Gunna Gunna, I make this shit double
Hit Eliantte and left with a puddle
It`s me, Drake, and Baby, you know you in trouble
Run up my check, my bitch sprinted the shuttle
Sign plus an M, bought a Benz for my brother
Painted all black, the interior butter
I drip like a leak and that`s word to my mother
Yeah, came out the street, gotta sleep with a cutter
Found me a bitch who gon` eat, it`s a supper
My dick in her mouth like she teethin` or somethin`
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Sound like it could be Drip Season this summer
Ain`t no comparin` `cause we number one
In black and white Chanel, I look like a nun
The police in shock, don`t know who got a gun
Don`t got what I got `cause I shop in Milan
It`s winter, I still took the top off the don
The kid was surprised that my trunk in the front
I know you a upset they don`t shine in the sun
Cuban link look like a box of crayons
I`m still at the lot, tryna cop the Cayenne
I told the judge, "Fuck it", I`m goin` on the run
You want it, my dawgs`ll look out for the bond
And I`m gettin` by, let `em choose sides
We get M`s in by the shoe size
I don`t fuck with y`all type of kind
I done seen all y`all dick ride
Bread winner like I`m Kevin Gates
And I swear to God, I don`t get tired
From the trenches, now I`m goin`
Spend a whole hundred on a new wristwatch
Don`t gotta drip, I can leave it to Gunna
Runnin` this shit, only been out two summers
That 4 truck, I post 300
Boy, or whoever, they know how I`m comin`
Ain`t got no feelings, I`m here for the money
Treat every club like a Magic on Monday
Niggas ain`t rich for real, they gettin` fronted
Gave her a dime, told her fix up her stomach
By the time she get back, I`ma switch up my number
Cap to her friend like I been on her bumper
Lately, I been the topic of discussion
Draco was foreign, they shoot it from Russia
Bad vibes at my show like I`m Usher
If she tell me "No" once, I won`t even touch it
All I do is get her out here, abortion
Act like I`ve been rich, I used to have nothin`
Drizzy hit me up like he got another one
Money ain`t even came in from the other one
Fuck it, I`m hot, so I might as well double up
Seem like everything I get on a numba one
They tryna team up to beat me, they huddlin` up
Ever catch me out in traffic, I`m cuttin` up
Every city we go to, it be lit as fuck
Tryna put the police on us, get rid of us
And I`m gettin` by, let `em choose sides
We get M`s in by the shoe size
I don`t fuck with y`all type of kind
I done seen all y`all dick ride
Bread winner like I`m Kevin Gates
And I swear to God, I don`t get tired
From the trenches, now I`m goin`
Spend a whole hundred on a new wristwatch
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Tay Keith, this too hard
Ring, ring, ring, we drip too hard, ayy
(Run that back, Turbo)
You seen the overseas drip?
