Drip
Peep the drip
This shit too hard
Drip drip drip drip
Lit lit lit lit lit
Drip drip drip drip
Lit lit lit lit lit
You taking too long, you taking too long
I'ma flip, flip, flip
Oh that's your song, oh that's your song
Boy, I skip skip skip
Way too much drip, I could put water in Flint, aw yea
Said you was posted on block, I saw you riding the bench, aw damn
Yellow house on the T, I might just buy me the blimp, aw yea
They never bid over you
Only contract you locked with is Sprint, aw damn
Hop out and shoot, jump out the coupe
And that shit shade like a double mint
I'm with the crew, we in the booth
Came out that bitch with a couple hits
No lie it's the truth, stick to my roots
I get L Boogie to f*ck with this
Move like I'm Mook, chain like a stoop
That means I never came off of it
These niggas got Parkinson's
The first bid on your head like we auctioning
I've stuck to my gut and I lost with it
But I got bodies on flows Trey Songz with it
I know they floss and shit
But, I don't wanna seem too pressed or nothin
I don't really think I should flex or nothin
Your shawty giving out sex for nothin
I really don't wanna make a mess of nothin
Hoping you don't think that I'm stressed or somethin
Goin off if you press button
I might just bring in a tech or somethin
Say you put in all this work
When you gone make a nigga stretch or somethin
Popping all them percs
Them shit's got you thinking you next or something
Peep the drip
Peep the drip
Peep the drip
Peep the drip
Dem boys sick
Dem boys sick (they sick)
Dem boys sick
Dem boys sick
Drip drip drip drip
Lit lit lit lit
Drip drip drip drip
Lit lit lit lit
You taking too long, you taking too long
I'ma flip, flip, flip
Oh that's your song, oh that's your song
Boy I skip skip skip
Drip drip drip drip
Drip drip drip drip
Drip drip drip drip
Drip drip drip drip
You taking too long, you taking too long
I'ma flip, flip, flip
Oh that's your song, oh that's your song
Boy I skip skip skip
I skip skip skip
I skip skip skip
You taking too long, you taking too long
I'ma flip, flip, flip, ay
It go
Hop out and shoot, jump out the coupe
And that shit shade like a double mint
I'm with the crew, we in the booth
Came out that bitch with a couple hits
No lie it's the truth, stick to my roots
I get L Boogie to f*ck with this
Move like I'm Mook, chain like a stoop
That means I never come off of it
That means I never come off of it
That means I never come off of it
That means I never come off of it
You mad, big mad
Look at your face
Look at your face, big mad