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I got the drip too much yea I got the move do that yea jump out the whip they like who that (huuuuu)
Who that Lil nigga just jumped out of the vault just got your bitch and I can't get her off I got the drip I got the sauce designer my fit remember shopping at Ross we got the bag now we taking off
I got the drip too much yea I got the move do that yea jump out the whip they like who that (huuuuu)
Who that Lil nigga just jumped out of the vault just got your bitch and I can't get her off I got the drip I got the sauce designer my fit remember shopping at Ross we got the bag now we taking off
I can not stop brand new patek run up a check I got go get it count up them digits and spend it free all my dawgs I ain't really see in a minute just Houston shout out to my jeweler don't want no new friends you cannot get it in (uh uh)
No u can't hang u ain't gang (for real) I just want the money f*ck the fame (for real) ion need friend I got too many I see a check then I go get it my pockets thick and yo shit empty bro got the strap he finna light 50.
I need the bitch real pearl like pennies tryna get a check like swoosh hall of fame when a nigga juke
she just popped a perk now she loose
I got the gualla too much in my pocket Floyd Mayweather nobody can't stop me I'll box u out nigga sum like it's rocky my ice cold just like a motherfucking hockey (yeah)
No opposition just prosper all of this smoke need a doctor (check up) you play your role need an Oscar (fake) niggas so fake need to stop it
I got the drip too much yea I got the move do that yea jump out the whip they like who that (huuuuu)
Who that Lil nigga just jumped out of the vault just got your bitch and I can't get her off, I got the drip I got the sauce designer my fit remember shopping at Ross we got the bag now we taking off
I got the drip too much yea I got the move do that yea jump out the whip they like who that (huuuuu)
Who that Lil nigga just jumped out of the vault just got your bitch and I can't get her off I got the drip I got the sauce designer my fit remember shopping at Ross we got the bag now we taking off
Ooouuuu, drip drop I just fucked yo bitch in some Gucci flip flops (Ayyyyyyee)