I just got my drip
I just got my drip
I just got my drip
I just got my drip
Pulled up in the whip
Boutta f*ckin dip
Diamonds they glisten
Lookin at my wrist
I just got my drip
I just got my drip
I just got my drip
Chains look like the flinstones
Which shorty Imma take home
When I flex my drip
Know that im up next
Pull up on your set
I ain't send no text
I don't f*ck with ops
I don't play no games
69 my bitch
Call me rick james
What the f*ck do you know bout drippin all this sauce
When I walk up in the room, you see that Imma boss
Lil bitch they wanna play, told them bitches get lost
They don't have shit on Yung Scofield f*ckin ross
Cuz I drip
And I drip
And I Drip
And I DRIP
Pull up in that drip
Boutta do my drip
Drippin on your bitch
Mist up on my drip
Pull up in that drip
Hoe you need a drip
Drippin on your bitch
Water Splash on my drip
Pulled up in a drip whip
Trees like its Christmas
Goose feather button down
Run it like some distance
I done flexed up on your chick
And I don't feel a thing
Back to basics, ultra instinct
Can't touch me like Wayne
I'm sauced up I can't stop it when I'm drippin
Roll up in the cut, got my momma f*ckin trippin
Gas up in the blunt, hurricane what I'm sippin
Designer in my blood, bitch, money is my mission