Big Dripper

Yuh Yuh La Fuego been the king, man Been telling 'em Yuh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Theo got it so it’s safe) They call me Big Dripper (Big) Big Tipper (Big, big) Money longer, bank bigger (Bank) That’s more figures (More, more) If a nigga try to cross me (Cross me) Pull the trigger Get his body, grave digger Word to my nigga (Yuh) They call me Big Dripper (Big) Big Tipper (Big, big) Money longer, bank bigger (Bank) That’s more figures (More, more) I walk around like that nigga The bag bigger I spent it all on my wrist, that’s a time ticker (Tick, tick, tick, tick) When I walk in the store I’m cashin’ it out (Cash) I pop these tags like there ain’t no amount I’m chasing the bag, don’t do it for clout I been the king nigga hand me my crown I don’t follow waves - this ultrasound (Ultra) I cannot hear you I’m tripping off loud Momma I know that one day you’ll be proud Your son is star he always in the clouds When I walk in the scene - dripped out the crew I’ll pay your rent with the price of my shoes I was made for this shit I cannot lose You’d swear I’m a dancer the way I make a a moves I changed my ways but I stuck to my roots I’m a real nigga and you is a fluke This shit is bottomless, I got the juice This ain’t a hardware store, I‘m packin’ tools I got too much money in the safe Niggas sneak dissing but say nothing to my face (Nothing to my face) If you talk that shit I’ll do you like Tay-K, the race That boy Fuego he done saved us Coming straight from outta space They call me Big Dripper (Big) Big Tipper (Big, big) Money longer, bank bigger (Bank) That’s more figures (More, more) If a nigga try to cross me (Cross me) Pull the trigger Get his body, gravedigger Word to my nigga (Yuh) They call me Big Dripper (Big) Big Tipper (Big, big) Money longer, bank bigger (Bank) That’s more figures (More, more) I walk around like that nigga The bag bigger I spent it all on my wrist, that’s a time ticker (Tick, tick, tick, tick) I’m from that muddy-muddy (Mud) I’m from the dirt (I’m from the dirt) This life will treat you real good and then revert (Then revert) This talent is a blessing and a curse I been preaching to the streets like this a church (On God) I came with the bars now you know I can rap There’s always this stereotype surrounding trap God-level reached man I’m almost on max No cap in my rap all I speak is straight facts I remember them AKs all up in my face My life could've ended in front of my face I come from that place if you go to you’re dead I made it out I make music instead Don’t let the fame ever get to your head Provide for the family, get to the bread I want the smoke I swear I ain’t scared Life is a bitch and I know it ain’t fair You got me twisted like it is my hair Don’t talk to me cause you know I don’t care Big booty bitch at your ass I can stare Protect the boy ‘cause you know I am rare They call me Big Dripper (Big) Big Tipper (Big, big) Money longer, bank bigger (Bank) That’s more figures (More, more) If a nigga try to cross me (Cross me) Pull the trigger Get his body, grave digger Word to my nigga (Yuh) They call me Big Dripper (Big) Big Tipper (Big, big) Money longer, bank bigger (Bank) That’s more figures (More, more) I walk around like that nigga The bag bigger I spent it all on my wrist, that’s a time ticker (Tick, tick, tick, tick) Big Dripper, Big Tipper Let’s get it Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Jewellery (Jewellery) Dancing (Dancing) Michael Jackson (Michael) Every verse I murder you’d swear I’m an assassin (Assassin) You put dirt on me I’ll teach you a lesson You ain’t got shit so tell me, what you flexing?