Ric Flair Drip (Mix Version)

Bijan 4 The 1 Time
Metro Boomin' want some more, nigga!
Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah
Slide on the water like a jet-ski, yeah
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah
Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah
Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch
Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits
Hop up in the Lamb, and drop the roof, show the tits
Poppin' but you really not 'gone shoot
Ninety pointers [?] my diamonds look like hula hoops
Hopping in my Bentaya, take her Hennessy to masseuse
Balenciaga, Valentino boots
It's the Boominati way, a lotta Lambs, a lotta Wraiths
Never hesitate to give a nigga yellow tape
And worry 'bout the bag 'cause the cash accumulate
Soon as we came in the game, all these niggas they imitate
Put my mind on it then I put my grind on it
Put the iron on it, if a nigga my opponent
My car five-hundred and I don't put no miles on it
I was runnin' 'round homie, with five-hundred thou' on me
Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah
Slide on the water like a jet-ski, yeah
I'm tryna fuck you with your bestie, yeah
Chopper with the scope so don't you test me, yeah
Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch
Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits
Hop up in the Lamb, and drop the roof, show the tits
Told the fam, "Got the gang with me"
Bought my purple ticket, got some rain on it
Nigga, we used to kick it, how you hatin' on me
Hop in the Bentley coupe and blow the brains out it
We not the same, my nigga
My nigga, we from the north division
Amateur brain, we bought ya just like it's an auction, ain't it
Beat the chopper, hundred round total, like it's apocalypse
I meet your mandatory, I'm told that means I had to get it
My shooter keep begging "please," he's ready to wack a nigga
I gave a nigga a diamond, I had to cap a nigga
I'm giving your ho away, like she a raffle, nigga
We get at it, then we 'gone play with the plastic stretchers
Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah
Slide on the water like a jet-ski, yeah
I'm tryna fuck you with your bestie, yeah
Chopper with the scope so don't you test me, yeah
Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch
Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits
Hop up in the Lamb, and drop the roof, show the tits
Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah
Slide on the water like a jet-ski, yeah
I'm tryna fuck you with your bestie, yeah
Chopper with the scope so don't you test me, yeah
Ric Flair drip go woo on a bitch
Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits
Hop up in the Lamb, and drop the roof, show the tits



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Writer(s): Leland Tyler Wayne, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Shayaa Bin Abraham-joseph, Bijan Amirjhani
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