Drippin
Splash, Noster
Noster, Splash
Noster, Splash
Splash, Noster
Got some chains around my neck
I be dripping
I be whipping
I just fucked up on your bitch
And cashed a check
You ball like Pippen
I'm on your neck
Like triple threat
I'm all bout my winnings
I feel alive
I don't fantasize
Y'all niggas trapped in your feelings
Got some chains around my neck
I be dripping
I be whipping
I just fucked up on your bitch
And cashed a check
You ball like Pippen
I'm on your neck
Like triple threat
I'm all bout my winnings
I feel alive
I don't fantasize
Y'all niggas trapped in your feelings
I remember trapped up, I was wrapped up, I was stacked up, with my bros
I remember bad love, I was trapped up, I was chillin out with them hoes
I need my bros
Stack to the ceiling
We never fold
We all about blues
We all about gold
Diamond our necks
Diamonds they gold
Diamonds they icey
Diamonds they froze
I'm with your bitch, we in the Rolls Rolls Rolls
Got some chains around my neck
I be dripping
I be whipping
I just fucked up on your bitch
And cashed a check
You ball like Pippen
I'm on your neck
Like triple threat
I'm all bout my winnings
I feel alive
I don't fantasize
Y'all niggas trapped in your feelings
Got some chains around my neck
I be dripping
I be whipping
I just fucked up on your bitch
And cashed a check
You ball like Pippen
I'm on your neck
Like triple threat
I'm all bout my winnings
I feel alive
I don't fantasize
Y'all niggas trapped in your feelings (yeah)
Noster, Splash
Noster, Splash
Splash, Noster
Got some chains around my neck
I be dripping
I be whipping
I just fucked up on your bitch
And cashed a check
You ball like Pippen
I'm on your neck
Like triple threat
I'm all bout my winnings
I feel alive
I don't fantasize
Y'all niggas trapped in your feelings
Got some chains around my neck
I be dripping
I be whipping
I just fucked up on your bitch
And cashed a check
You ball like Pippen
I'm on your neck
Like triple threat
I'm all bout my winnings
I feel alive
I don't fantasize
Y'all niggas trapped in your feelings
I remember trapped up, I was wrapped up, I was stacked up, with my bros
I remember bad love, I was trapped up, I was chillin out with them hoes
I need my bros
Stack to the ceiling
We never fold
We all about blues
We all about gold
Diamond our necks
Diamonds they gold
Diamonds they icey
Diamonds they froze
I'm with your bitch, we in the Rolls Rolls Rolls
Got some chains around my neck
I be dripping
I be whipping
I just fucked up on your bitch
And cashed a check
You ball like Pippen
I'm on your neck
Like triple threat
I'm all bout my winnings
I feel alive
I don't fantasize
Y'all niggas trapped in your feelings
Got some chains around my neck
I be dripping
I be whipping
I just fucked up on your bitch
And cashed a check
You ball like Pippen
I'm on your neck
Like triple threat
I'm all bout my winnings
I feel alive
I don't fantasize
Y'all niggas trapped in your feelings (yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Maxon Rivera
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