DRIPPIN Lyrics

Roll down the track, beast

Ah, gang, gang, gang, gang

Long live shoota, nigga

Long live sco, nigga

Long live the real, man

Niggas know what's up, man

We make the money, man

We don't let the money make us

Niggas can't buy this drip, you hear me

You hear me

Drippin' in sauce, we drippin

Cut from' that cloth, you trippin

Niggas was never official

Get Clipped', then it's really no issues

Drippin' in sauce, we drippin

Cut from' that cloth, you trippin

Bitches be fake, superficial

M.O.B., fuck that bitch, ain't no issues

Know it's money da don, I'm heavy

Drippin' in sauce, it's fetty

Givenchy and Louis, these seppe's

I'm actin' brand new in them steppers

These Prada's it's back to the basics

New Yeezy ain't come with the laces

Fendi and Gucci, they hatin

Tried to run with the sauce and ain't Make it

Mite step is Chanel, Dior, or Moncler

Ain't shit that we fear

Salute me or shoot me, yo

Bitch want some Pucci red bottoms we grooving They watch how I'm movin', pickin' and choosin

Gamo the belt, gabbana the shoe, please

Bitch, I'm a dog, that's why they too flea

Blowin' the za

Keep me some loose, leaf, fuck how you feel

Bitch said I'm bougie, it's real in the field

My life a movie, they act like they knew me

Keep me a glizzy, might cop me a Uzi

Get paid in Advance, Versace, Hermes

Dirty Diana, she wanna dance

Ten of Balencies, they know where we stand

On the pole where it's cold, bitch, I'm the man

These some Margiela's, Laurent on my pants

I'ma cash out, then do my dance

I stick to the plan, ain't no back and forth

Switching' that sauce, but we gon' hold court

Might do the Armani, Or rock the Tom Ford

Style in amiri's, no, you can't afford this

Wild' Burberry, its murder, they scary

Keep me a lawyer, cause these niggas fairy

Snitching and switching then, you gon' get buried

We down for the walk-ups, or catch a hail Mary

Drippin' in sauce, we drippin

Cut from' that cloth, you trippin

Niggas was never official

Get clipped, then it's really no issues

Drippin' in sauce, we drippin

Cut from' that cloth, you trippin

Bitch, be fake superficial

M.O.B., fuck that bitch, ain't no issues

Drippin' in sauce, we drippin

Cut from' that cloth, you trippin

Niggas was never official

Get clipped, then it's really no issues

Drippin' in sauce, we drippin

Cut from' that cloth, you trippin

Bitch, be fake superficial

M.O.B., fuck that bitch, ain't no issues

Fresh on the scene, this that Supreme

Bathing' with Apes, it's off white on the beam

A1 in' Mc Queen, ain't shit what it seem

Drippin' this cost, watch for the stream

Hugo im boss, McCarthy or goose

I style in whatever, these bitches gon' choose

You niggas is lame, we never gon' lose

Breed over fame, P's and them Q's

Stop killin' my vibes, you niggas don't slide

They jockin' my moves, they know we gon' ride

We with whatever, they never outside

I'm cut from that cloth, that you niggas can't buy

Right off the ave, fresh out the side

Shoot me a movie, I do it like Tubi

Yo, bitch wanna screw me, all black, this bitch roomy

Go nuts, I get loony, nina get moody

We from the streets, put the truth on these beats

Do my dirt when I'm Dolo, get Low though in Polo

Balmain the move though, might do Valentino

He know and she know, the pole jalapeno

I'm feelin' like Shoota, don't beef on computers

Bitch wanna top me, I think she a tutor

Drippin, we flossy, Za like manure

Know they want cross me, can't side less you sure

Fuck bitches and niggas, we chasin' these figures

Thought you was fuckin' with B, how you figure

That talk ain't' bout money, then we don't fuck with you

Playin' them sides, then we gon' come get you

Been pushin' P's, so we gon' get with you

This shit for the pole, they know how this go

You not official, and them niggas told

I run with some killers, gon' pay with yo soul

It's gang

Drippin' in sauce, we drippin

Cut from' that cloth, you trippin

Niggas was never official

Get clipped', theen it's really no issue

Drippin' in sauce, we drippin

Cut from' that cloth, you trippin

Bitches be fake, superficial

M.O.B., fuck that bitch, ain't no issues