Drip Star

Riding my wave while I ride in a Bentley truck
I'm getting paid but I'm not tired I ain't did enough
You always hate man it's time for you to give it up
Give
Give it up
Give
Imma drip star
Imma drip star
Imma drip star
Imma drip star
Tell em i'm the drip star
I'm the drip star
Yea I'm the drip star
I'm the drip star
Aye aye
I just put like Twenty-thousand in they face
Talk about us cause we having it our way
Okay okay
Tell him gimme cash and he gone do what I say

Louie kicks with a cross body
Big bag on me but I got mo prolly
They know I rake it up like I'm yo gotti
Looking for somebody who hard as me don't see nobody
Ice on me cause my pockets swollen
Tokyo I count a 'hunnid tokens
I know they know it
I don't gotta show it
Aye
I move it up and I ain't losing focus
I said I love you I think I regret it
Don't do relations he ain't get the message
I shop in Bloomingdales top two ain't second
Count a thousand on a island like dressing
And I'm the hardest in my generation
Got like fifty in my pants if I am not mistaken
If it's 'bout the money I ain't never flaking
Think what you wanna think cause we ain't doing no explaining

Riding my wave while I ride in a Bentley truck
I'm getting paid but I'm not tired I ain't did enough
You always hate man it's time for you to give it up
Give
Give it up
Give
Imma drip star
Imma drip star
Imma drip star
Imma drip star
Tell em i'm the drip star
I'm the drip star
Yea I'm the drip star
I'm the drip star
Aye

Kill 'em with success then they dead now
I don't fit in I rather stand out
Take 'em on a trip let's get a head count
I was down bad no lie yea I was stressed out
Now I stunt back to back for no occasion
Found out where I live I got a new location
Big Bs bussin' we don't do the laces
Gotta spend it or invest it we don't do the saving
That's just me though
Gotta get it back in blood like a mosquito
All these niggas corn balls sum' like a freeto
He gotta be balling like he playing up in Chino
Hey
Pull up with the stick think I'm rich
You can't bust with me
If you wasn't here in the beginning you can't come with me
If that thang worth a dime sell it for a buck fifty
And they really
And they really
And they really
And they really
Riding my wave while I ride in a Bentley truck
I'm getting paid but I'm not tired I ain't did enough
You always hate man it's time for you to give it up
Give
Give it up
Give
Imma drip star
Imma drip star
Imma drip star
Imma drip star
Tell em i'm the drip star
I'm the drip star
Yea I'm the drip star
I'm the drip star
Aye



Credits
Writer(s): Amarra Dior
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link