Lil Baby and Gunna ‘Drip Harder’ Project: 20 of the Best Lyrics

"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