Lil Baby and Gunna ‘Drip Harder’ Project: 20 of the Best Lyrics
Lil Baby and Gunna are two of Atlanta's most promising rising rap stars, each building a following and a reputation for melodic musings that have afforded them hip-hop's undivided attention. Despite being successful solo artists in their own right, Lil Baby and Gunna are closely connected due to a string of impressive collaborations including "Sold Out Dates," the Young Thug-assisted "Oh Okay" and "Drip Too Hard." Now, after the Quality Control (Lil Baby) and YSL-affiliated (Gunna) artists have each dropped their own solo projects this year, they've granted fans' wishes with the collaborative project Drip Harder, arguably the most anticipated release in either artist's young career.
"We gon’ tell you how it go, we gon’ live by the gun and die by it," Gunna told HotNewHipHop. "We ain’t gunna tell you just how we think we living by the gun. That’s cap. There’s cap rappers and there’s real rappers. It’s just a difference."
Although light on features, the few guest spots on Drip Harder are explosive. Drake, Young Thug, Lil Durk and Nav all contribute to the proceedings, while producers Turbo, Quay Global, Tay Keith, Wheezy, B Racks, June James, Mattazik Muzik, Playmakers and RamyOnTheBeat helm the boards. And with standout songs like "Off White Vlone," "Never Recover" and the aforementioned "Drip Too Hard" on the track list, Drip Harder will very likely be in heavy rotation for much of the foreseeable future.
With Lil Baby and Gunna's new tunes currently dominating playlists and music convos as a whole, XXL picks 20 of the best lyrics from Drip Harder, which is already a contender for one of 2018's best projects.
"She ask me for cash, is you serious?/New car Fast and the Furious/Spend a big bag on Amiris/I got a big bag, that's period/My name hold weight I'm superior/Took her to Gucci, I'm serious/Gotta suck dick on your period/You can't say, 'No, I ain't hearin' it" —Lil Baby
"Shoppin' spree for fun, she did Saint Laurent/Alexander, Laurent, private flight to Milan/Ice VVs, ice VS1s/Off-White, Vlone 1's, foreigns parked in my line/Them 40s come, we jump, I like my bitches blonde/Wockhardt gimme the runs, don't none of my hoes wear Uggs/If you go on a hit you can't call off/Name hold weight, can't raw dog/Off Perks and X, can't nod off/If I call you the plug, can't fall off" —Gunna and Lil Durk
"Bentleys on Bentleys, we mob through the A/Benjis on Benjis, we stack every day/Business is business, so you gotta pay/New Lamborghinis make me wanna race/Still eat fettuccini, I'm stuck in my ways/My bed Tempur-Pedic, I fuckin' get paid/My flow a disease, kill these rappers like AIDS" —Gunna
"Niggas be tossin', somebody decay/Off-White'd the coupe and the inside is beige/I pop this shit like I've been doin' for ages/So many dead faces I got me a grave/YSL, nigga say, 'Slatt' every day?/I pop me a pill, one got stuck in my throat/This Rollie a Presi', I don't need to vote/Your ho super ready, she at my condo/I stay with that .9, they should call me Marlo/I'm the greatest of all, my emoji is goat" —Gunna
"You niggas bogus, I see the imposers/I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla/Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it/Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated/Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this/The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses/Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune/I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question" —Gunna
"My mom and them happy, I bought them a mansion/I still rock the fitted, but I don't be cappin'/These camouflage denim like I just went campin'/They still can't believe that I made it, they happy/I been gettin' money before I was rappin'/I'm ridin' in the Wraith like I play with the actors/No pleadin', arraignment, ain't takin' no charges/My young nigga's solid, I know that he got me/He keep his mouth closed, I'ma buy him a foreign/Penthouse, hotel suite whenever we're tourin'" —Lil Baby
"They offerin' the shooter the death penalty, won't tell on me/I know if I go broke today, them same hoes gon' bail on me/I got them throwin' salt, they steady tryna fuck up my recipe/Amiri jeans, a hundred a pair, ain't nothin' about a nigga cheap/Sellin' weed in the projects, relapsed on the Hi-Tech/Told the gang that we up next, put 'em on a G5 jet/Overseas with my sidepiece, my queen, she gotta be a dimepiece/We gon' stick together like assigned seats, on that Dej Loaf, nigga, try me" —Lil Baby
"My foot on they neck, her pussy stay wet/Put nut on her breasts, Gunna triple X/Cough syrup back-to-back, I hardly get rest/I fucked her like Thugger, just want me some sex/I'm never sober, too much of this red/Designer my cover, I drip in the bed/Bring me a bundle, I need rubber bands/I done blew cheese and I don't want the ranch" —Gunna
"One for all, me and my dawgs stay on call/Got a 4x4, it fit so tall, can't fit in garage/Need a rich bitch, I'm like where is Nicki Minaj/Money comin' in like I play ball, but I don't play ball/And I'm supercharged, I'm a real dope boy/With designer from my head to my toe, I drip hard/I can't pull up in the hood no more, that's what I grind for/Feds tryna listen in on me, think I'm a drug lord" —Lil Baby
"I want it all, the underdog, I go hard/The word is lost, take care of my dogs, from my heart/One for all, you gotta walk, we gon' march/Ready for war, wit' my dogs, we gon' spark/Started a tour, so I parked my foreigns in the garage/This is more, I pick and choose, keep playin' it smart/S Aventador, my coupe's a sport, I lift up the doors/Fuck these boys, the only thing I fear is God" —Gunna
"I parked the Bentley inside the garage/I don't know how much head I can dodge/I can get you knocked off with a knot/4 Pockets Full, everyone got a knot/I say this shit from the heart/I knew you weren't real, you weren't there from the start/Anything good in my way came from God/Go get on stage and I get an applause" —Gunna
"Blew a 10/On a Wednesday, stack these bands/Heard your rent wasn't paid, need a lend/Just like Frito-Lay, I'ma feed my friends/Got white like Nicky Barnes, cop these two-door foreigns/My bitch can't be borin', ice on both my arms/Don't approach, I'm armed, flawless diamond charm/All my spots alarmed, big house feel like a dorm" —Gunna
"Jumped in and I went far, my new girl super large/Paid cash for all my cars, protected but I'm raw/Addicted to the awe, me and Gunna double R/Rich rollin', I'm a star, don't take shots from the bar/But I'm ballin' like Lavar/I put drip all in my lingo, I went crazy/Louis Supreme jean jacket for my baby/My kid a walking lick, I put VVS on his neck/Fucked my sidepiece, some new breasts/Fresh off of high speed in that 'Vette" —Lil Baby
"I hit the target with the bullseye/Loot on the pigs every time/Me and my dawgs gon' ride out/Me and my dawgs gon' ride, uh/Money tall like Charlie Sheen, yeah/Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah/This money callin' me in my sleep/Don't trust a rich nigga that creep" —Young Thug
"Top off the Lamb', I get a breeze, yeah/My travel kit is this codeine, yeah/I fell in love with Billie Jean, yeah/But YSL like Wu-Tang with that cream, oh/And I done bought you everything/Boss you up and put your condo in the trees/I bought some Gucci socks so long they can reach my knees/Got a bust down Rollie with big racks inside my jeans" —Gunna
"Designer to the floor/I clean up like a washer/Flawless choker 'round my throat/Icy cane like Willy Wonka/Said you proud and I was honored/I'm rockin' VVS and pointers/Niggas ain't drippin' like I wanna/Matchin' CCs with my partner" —Gunna
"I know you remember how I would hold you/Still remember how I approached you/I think I loved you 'fore I knew you/Know we be fuckin' 'fore I screwed you/Made a promise I won't use you/Play my cards right, I won't lose you/Got 'em tuned in like I'm YouTube/Got somethin' on me like it's voodoo" —Lil Baby
"You can get the biggest Chanel bag in the store if you want it/I gave 'em the drip, they sucked it up, I got 'em on it/I bought a new Patek, I had the watch, so I two-toned 'em/Takin' these drugs, I'm gon' be up until the mornin'/That ain't your car, you just a leaser, you don't own it/If I'm in the club, I got that fire when I'm performin'/The backend just came in, in all hundreds/Vibes galore, cute shit, they all on us" —Lil Baby
"Yeah, every other night, another dollar gettin' made/Every other night started with a good day/I feel like a child, I got boogers in the face/Diamonds dancin' in the dial like this shit is a parade/I don't want your chain, Young Gu-wunna not a slave/I had to draw the line, too many bitches gettin' saved/TSA harass me, so I took a private plane/These pussy niggas lackin', why I'm workin' on my aim" —Gunna
"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 chef'd 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" —Drake