DRIPPIN

Roll down the track, beast Ah, gang, gang, gang, gang Long live shoota, nigga Long live sco, nigga Long live the real, man Niggas know what's up, man We make the money, man We don't let the money make us Niggas can't buy this drip, you hear me You hear me Drippin' in sauce, we drippin Cut from' that cloth, you trippin Niggas was never official Get Clipped', then it's really no issues Drippin' in sauce, we drippin Cut from' that cloth, you trippin Bitches be fake, superficial M.O.B., f*ck that bitch, ain't no issues Know it's money da don, I'm heavy Drippin' in sauce, it's fetty Givenchy and Louis, these seppe's I'm actin' brand new in them steppers These Prada's it's back to the basics New Yeezy ain't come with the laces Fendi and Gucci, they hatin Tried to run with the sauce and ain't Make it Mite step is Chanel, Dior, or Moncler Ain't shit that we fear Salute me or shoot me, yo Bitch want some Pucci red bottoms we grooving They watch how I'm movin', pickin' and choosin Gamo the belt, gabbana the shoe, please Bitch, I'm a dog, that's why they too flea Blowin' the za Keep me some loose, leaf, f*ck how you feel Bitch said I'm bougie, it's real in the field My life a movie, they act like they knew me Keep me a glizzy, might cop me a Uzi Get paid in Advance, Versace, Hermes Dirty Diana, she wanna dance Ten of Balencies, they know where we stand On the pole where it's cold, bitch, I'm the man These some Margiela's, Laurent on my pants I'ma cash out, then do my dance I stick to the plan, ain't no back and forth Switching' that sauce, but we gon' hold court Might do the Armani, Or rock the Tom Ford Style in amiri's, no, you can't afford this Wild' Burberry, its murder, they scary Keep me a lawyer, cause these niggas fairy Snitching and switching then, you gon' get buried We down for the walk-ups, or catch a hail Mary Drippin' in sauce, we drippin Cut from' that cloth, you trippin Niggas was never official Get clipped, then it's really no issues Drippin' in sauce, we drippin Cut from' that cloth, you trippin Bitch, be fake superficial M.O.B., f*ck that bitch, ain't no issues Drippin' in sauce, we drippin Cut from' that cloth, you trippin Niggas was never official Get clipped, then it's really no issues Drippin' in sauce, we drippin Cut from' that cloth, you trippin Bitch, be fake superficial M.O.B., f*ck that bitch, ain't no issues Fresh on the scene, this that Supreme Bathing' with Apes, it's off white on the beam A1 in' Mc Queen, ain't shit with the seem Drippin' this cost, watch for the stream Hugo im boss, McCarthy or goose I style in whatever, these bitches gon' choose You niggas is lame, we never gon' lose Breed over fame, P's and them Q's Stop killin' my vibes, you niggas don't slide They jockin' my moves, they know we gon' ride We with whatever, they never outside I'm cut from that cloth, that you niggas can't buy Right off the ave, fresh out the side Shoot me a movie, I do it like Tubi Yo, bitch wanna screw me, all black, this bitch roomy Go nuts, I get loony, nina get moody We from the streets, put the truth on these beats Do my dirt when I'm Dolo, get Low though in Polo Balmain the move though, might do Valentino He know and she know, the pole jalapeno I'm feelin' like Shoota, don't beef on computers Bitch wanna top me, I think she a tutor Drippin, we flossy, Za like manure Know they want cross me, can't side less you sure F*ck bitches and niggas, we chasin' these figures Thought you was fuckin' with B, how you figure That talk ain't' bout money, then we don't f*ck with you Playin' them sides, then we gon' come get you Been pushin' P's, so we gon' get with you This shit for the pole, they know how this go You not official, and them niggas told I run with some killers, gon' pay with yo soul It's gang Drippin' in sauce, we drippin Cut from' that cloth, you trippin Niggas was never official Get clipped', theen it's really no issue Drippin' in sauce, we drippin Cut from' that cloth, you trippin Bitches be fake, superficial M.O.B., f*ck that bitch, ain't no issues