Drip
Ronny J, please turn me
Drip, drip, yeah
New automatic, keep that on my hip
Drop, drop, yeah
Cruising the whip and I take off the top
Drip, drip, yeah
Got all these bitches, they call me a pimp
Drop, drop, yeah
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Drip, drip, yeah
New automatic, keep that on my hip
Drop, drop, yeah
Cruising the whip and I take off the top
Drip, drip, yeah
Got all these bitches, they call me a pimp
Drop, drop, yeah
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Yeah, spent two bands on a new fit
Woke up, cashed out on a new whip
Old ho, had to go get a new bitch
New Glock and it came with a full clip
Yeah, size 35 on my sneaks
Pop out with gang, snatch a chain on Sixth Street
Yeah, spin on the block, you get put on a tall tee
Shoes in the bag and it came with the LV
Smokin' on gas, you can smell me
Pillow talk with a ho, that bitch gon' tell me
Yeah, get a flight back to Texas
Pop me a Perc' and get head in the Lexus
Hah, eat it up like it's breakfast
Yeah, no rap cap, bet you won't test us
Yeah, bet you won't test me
I got your ho with no top ridin' jet skis
Yeah, go, watch what she do for them bands
Get on the floor and she pop it, no hands
Back at VLIVE and she ready to dance
Throw up them ones, she gon' rip off them pants
Drip, drip, yeah
New automatic, keep that on my hip
Drop, drop, yeah
Cruising the whip and I take off the top
Drip, drip, yeah
Got all these bitches, they call me a pimp
Drop, drop, yeah
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Drip, drip, yeah
New automatic, keep that on my hip
Drop, drop, yeah
Cruising the whip and I take off the top
Drip, drip, yeah
Got all these bitches, they call me a pimp
Drop, drop, yeah
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Open the safe and give me what you got
Just hit on a lick, we just ran up that guap
Can't count up them bands, I just know it's a lot
Hah, fuck on a bitch and her friends
Dior shoes, yeah, these shoes cost bands
Pass me the Glock, we don't fight with no hands
Bitch, I pop Percs, I don't fuck with no Xans
Sent out them shooters, ain't missin' no blocks
Clear out the scene, gotta clear out the opps
Call up them niggas, we sendin' them drops
Loadin' 'em up, we gon' slide with them Glocks
Yeah, I got two thots in the back seat
Spot an opp quick, shoot fast, can't pass me
Red and blue on our ass, four flat like a track meet
All on the 'net, but I bet you won't at me
Yeah, pour up the drank in a double cup
I got the bag off of rap, then I ran it up
Owe us a bag, better pay it up
Pull out that Glock in his face and he gave it up
Drip, drip, yeah
New automatic, keep that on my hip
Drop, drop, yeah
Cruising the whip and I take off the top
Drip, drip, yeah
Got all these bitches, they call me a pimp
Drop, drop, yeah
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Drip, drip, yeah
New automatic, keep that on my hip
Drop, drop, yeah
Cruising the whip and I take off the top
Drip, drip, yeah
Got all these bitches, they call me a pimp
Drop, drop, yeah
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Yeah, pull out that Glock
Yeah, aight
Drip, drip, yeah
New automatic, keep that on my hip
Drop, drop, yeah
Cruising the whip and I take off the top
Drip, drip, yeah
Got all these bitches, they call me a pimp
Drop, drop, yeah
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Drip, drip, yeah
New automatic, keep that on my hip
Drop, drop, yeah
Cruising the whip and I take off the top
Drip, drip, yeah
Got all these bitches, they call me a pimp
Drop, drop, yeah
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Yeah, spent two bands on a new fit
Woke up, cashed out on a new whip
Old ho, had to go get a new bitch
New Glock and it came with a full clip
Yeah, size 35 on my sneaks
Pop out with gang, snatch a chain on Sixth Street
Yeah, spin on the block, you get put on a tall tee
Shoes in the bag and it came with the LV
Smokin' on gas, you can smell me
Pillow talk with a ho, that bitch gon' tell me
Yeah, get a flight back to Texas
Pop me a Perc' and get head in the Lexus
Hah, eat it up like it's breakfast
Yeah, no rap cap, bet you won't test us
Yeah, bet you won't test me
I got your ho with no top ridin' jet skis
Yeah, go, watch what she do for them bands
Get on the floor and she pop it, no hands
Back at VLIVE and she ready to dance
Throw up them ones, she gon' rip off them pants
Drip, drip, yeah
New automatic, keep that on my hip
Drop, drop, yeah
Cruising the whip and I take off the top
Drip, drip, yeah
Got all these bitches, they call me a pimp
Drop, drop, yeah
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Drip, drip, yeah
New automatic, keep that on my hip
Drop, drop, yeah
Cruising the whip and I take off the top
Drip, drip, yeah
Got all these bitches, they call me a pimp
Drop, drop, yeah
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Open the safe and give me what you got
Just hit on a lick, we just ran up that guap
Can't count up them bands, I just know it's a lot
Hah, fuck on a bitch and her friends
Dior shoes, yeah, these shoes cost bands
Pass me the Glock, we don't fight with no hands
Bitch, I pop Percs, I don't fuck with no Xans
Sent out them shooters, ain't missin' no blocks
Clear out the scene, gotta clear out the opps
Call up them niggas, we sendin' them drops
Loadin' 'em up, we gon' slide with them Glocks
Yeah, I got two thots in the back seat
Spot an opp quick, shoot fast, can't pass me
Red and blue on our ass, four flat like a track meet
All on the 'net, but I bet you won't at me
Yeah, pour up the drank in a double cup
I got the bag off of rap, then I ran it up
Owe us a bag, better pay it up
Pull out that Glock in his face and he gave it up
Drip, drip, yeah
New automatic, keep that on my hip
Drop, drop, yeah
Cruising the whip and I take off the top
Drip, drip, yeah
Got all these bitches, they call me a pimp
Drop, drop, yeah
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Drip, drip, yeah
New automatic, keep that on my hip
Drop, drop, yeah
Cruising the whip and I take off the top
Drip, drip, yeah
Got all these bitches, they call me a pimp
Drop, drop, yeah
Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock
Yeah, pull out that Glock
Yeah, aight
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Writer(s): Ronald Spence Jr., Brooklyn Bolden, Marissa White, Demarcus Adams
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