HOLI DRIP

Rrrr
Yeah
Rik Hamale

Eyy Holy drip
St. Laurent on my feet
Men come through and they lit
All our pockets stay fit yeah
Holy Shit
Scott bezel all on my wrist
Mac all over my cheese
I be feeling obese Yeah

Holy drip (Drip)
St. Laurent on my feet (Feet)
Men come through and they lit (Lit)
All our pockets stay fit yeah
Holy Shit (Shit)
Scott bezel all on my wrist (Scott Bezel)
Mac all over my cheese (Cheeee)
I be feeling obese yeah

I want my piece of the pie
So many tears I done cried
I'm just gon get it and fly, fly (Yeah, yeah)
I know your speech is a lie
I don't be feeling your vibe
I'm just gon pull up and ride (Ride)

I told you my drip comes from Heaven (Heaven)
Always in tune with the most high
My G you can call me a reverend (Reverend)
Ball like a nigga play 7 (Ball)
And ball like I wear that 11 (Ball)
Here's the thing, I can run around and flip the wings (Flip it)
From a pigeon to an angel wing (Cheee)
Inner circle ain't no in-betweens (Nah)
My niggas dey whip that koboko (Whip it)
Money dey come by the boat load (Boat)
So we ain't no time for photos (No)
Always dey ride in a 4-door (4)
Cos men dey plenty when we roll through (Roll)
Step in the place and we bring the sea (Sea)
They staring cos we such a sight to see (Sea See)
Don't you hear Rik inside hurricane (Rrrr)
O boy for your safety just dey your lane (Yeah)
Your girl says I'm sweeter than sugarcane
Cos I ripped off her roof and I made it rain
Don't you hear Rik inside hurricane (Rrr, Rrr)
O boy for your safety just dey your lane
Your girl says I'm sweeter than sugarcane
Cos I ripped off her clothes and I made it rain

Eyy Holy drip
St. Laurent on my feet
Men come through and they lit
All our pockets stay fit yeah
Holy Shit
Scott bezel all on my wrist
Mac all over my cheese
I be feeling obese Yeah

Holy drip (Drip)
St. Laurent on my feet (Feet)
Men come through and they lit (Lit)
All our pockets stay fit yeah
Holy Shit (Shit)
Scott bezel all on my wrist (Scott Bezel)
Mac all over my cheese (Cheeee)
I be feeling obese yeaaah

Walk on the water I'm Jesus (Jeez!)
Rocking a new pair of Yeezus (Yeezy)
Go ahead commit the sin
Hoping the Lord will forgive us (Eyy)
I know he a merciful father (Rrr)
Cos he just dey gimme this rabba (Rabba)
Even after everything, na Oluwa still get the power
I come through you see a shark that be how deep we be rollin' (Deep)
A thousand degrees, that be how hot we be blowing (Rreeh)
250 knots, that be how fast we be going (So fast)
The haters confused they asking us what we be doing (Hey)
We just gotta get the bag (Bag)
That's why we never relax (No)
Speed racing I'm the Flash (Speed race)
Baba I no fit gbe last (Yeah)
Gotta be top of the class (Gotta be)
Gotta forget bout the past (Past)
Gotta go create my path
Life is a rocket I blast (Blast off)
I stay cool, don't need school, fuck a masters
I'm so independent nigga I'm my master
If I don't be dripping hard then call me bastard (Call me bastard)
Flows take you to the coast of Madagascar



Credits
Writer(s): Ngozi Monyei
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