Big Drip
No, no, no
No, no, no
(I got big drip)
(I do lit shit)
No, no, no
Yeah, she hit my phone (Brr)
Babygirl, tell me, why are you alone? (Why are you alone?)
Yeah, she love my style, she know just what I'm on (Just what I'm on)
And I'm a hit it from the night until the morning
I got big drip (Woah)
I do lit shit (I do lit shit)
I got big drip (Aye)
Got me seasick (Got me seasick)
Yeah, lil' shawty love me and she know just what I'm on (Just what I'm on)
I get the money and I count it til' the morning (Yeah, I'm a count it, count it)
Yeah, I'm so fly, yeah I'm soaring, aye
I'm in a whip and it is foreign, aye
I hit the gas and then I floor it, aye
And you can hear the engine roaring, aye
Tell me what you're gonna do
When they come for you
I got money now
I'm not under you
Got so many girls
I can't pick and choose
And my diamonds now
They different colored jewels
Yeah, had to flex up
Yeah, uh, now I'm next up
I got money now
Got my checks up
And these bitches now
They wanna sex us
Yeah, I be flexing with my crew
Yeah, I got Gucci on my shoes, hey
I get the money and the loot, aye
And Timberland is on my boot
I got big drip (Woah)
I do lit shit (I do lit shit)
I got big drip (Aye)
Got me seasick (Got me seasick)
Yeah, lil' shawty love me and she know just what I'm on (Just what I'm on)
I get the money and I count it til' the morning (Yeah, I'm a count it, count it)
Yeah, I'm so fly, yeah I'm soaring, aye
I'm in a whip and it is foreign, aye
I hit the gas and then I floor it, aye
And you can hear the engine roaring
I just gotta go and get the cheese, macaroni
You don't gotta ask, I'm doing fine right by my lonely
Now these girls, they call me, tryna be my one and only
That girl learned my name and then she screamed it til' the morning
Yeah, and my wrist lit
I got big jewels, on my wrist bitch
All designer clothes, all the lit shit
I'm from New York, I got the Yankee hat and fit bitch
Can't tell me shit bitch
Nah, you can't tell me nothing
And now she want me cause she know I'm up and coming
And they be talking and they creeping by the dozen
And I can't do no dating, I just do the loving
I got big drip (Woah)
I do lit shit (I do lit shit)
I got big drip (Aye)
Got me seasick (Got me seasick)
Yeah, lil' shawty love me and she know just what I'm on (Just what I'm on)
I get the money and I count it til' the morning (Yeah, I'm a count it, count it)
Yeah, I'm so fly, yeah I'm soaring, aye
I'm in a whip and it is foreign, aye
I hit the gas and then I floor it, aye
And you can hear the engine roaring, aye
No, no, no
(I got big drip)
(I do lit shit)
No, no, no
Yeah, she hit my phone (Brr)
Babygirl, tell me, why are you alone? (Why are you alone?)
Yeah, she love my style, she know just what I'm on (Just what I'm on)
And I'm a hit it from the night until the morning
I got big drip (Woah)
I do lit shit (I do lit shit)
I got big drip (Aye)
Got me seasick (Got me seasick)
Yeah, lil' shawty love me and she know just what I'm on (Just what I'm on)
I get the money and I count it til' the morning (Yeah, I'm a count it, count it)
Yeah, I'm so fly, yeah I'm soaring, aye
I'm in a whip and it is foreign, aye
I hit the gas and then I floor it, aye
And you can hear the engine roaring, aye
Tell me what you're gonna do
When they come for you
I got money now
I'm not under you
Got so many girls
I can't pick and choose
And my diamonds now
They different colored jewels
Yeah, had to flex up
Yeah, uh, now I'm next up
I got money now
Got my checks up
And these bitches now
They wanna sex us
Yeah, I be flexing with my crew
Yeah, I got Gucci on my shoes, hey
I get the money and the loot, aye
And Timberland is on my boot
I got big drip (Woah)
I do lit shit (I do lit shit)
I got big drip (Aye)
Got me seasick (Got me seasick)
Yeah, lil' shawty love me and she know just what I'm on (Just what I'm on)
I get the money and I count it til' the morning (Yeah, I'm a count it, count it)
Yeah, I'm so fly, yeah I'm soaring, aye
I'm in a whip and it is foreign, aye
I hit the gas and then I floor it, aye
And you can hear the engine roaring
I just gotta go and get the cheese, macaroni
You don't gotta ask, I'm doing fine right by my lonely
Now these girls, they call me, tryna be my one and only
That girl learned my name and then she screamed it til' the morning
Yeah, and my wrist lit
I got big jewels, on my wrist bitch
All designer clothes, all the lit shit
I'm from New York, I got the Yankee hat and fit bitch
Can't tell me shit bitch
Nah, you can't tell me nothing
And now she want me cause she know I'm up and coming
And they be talking and they creeping by the dozen
And I can't do no dating, I just do the loving
I got big drip (Woah)
I do lit shit (I do lit shit)
I got big drip (Aye)
Got me seasick (Got me seasick)
Yeah, lil' shawty love me and she know just what I'm on (Just what I'm on)
I get the money and I count it til' the morning (Yeah, I'm a count it, count it)
Yeah, I'm so fly, yeah I'm soaring, aye
I'm in a whip and it is foreign, aye
I hit the gas and then I floor it, aye
And you can hear the engine roaring, aye
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Writer(s): Devin Ramos
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