Sippy Kup Lyrics

Bitch I'm posted up in a new Forgiato whip

I bring a bitch to the back of my Maserati Gib we posted-

Margiela, Rick, BB Simon on my hip

I got a fat ass blunt, Lizzo in between my lips, shit

I'm pourin' up in my sippy kup n shit

She like "Ali, bitch, you ballin' made"

Bitch, don't call me bitch

They said that's your bitch, she said you had never even hit

I be booted up, if you smokin' cigs, you need to quit, shit

Who got guns longer than Jason Kidd?

I be selling drugs, but I'm not trapping where I live, shit

I be off a Xan geekin' like a bitch

Lil trap goth 'cause I been slicing up my wrists

Bitch, I get the drop and I send shots up to his crib

I been off the drugs, I can't remember what I did

I been selling guns, I'll kill your mans and roll him in a fuckin' blunt

Got the Louis V on when I hop off the plane

Got a Louis umbrella walking in the rain

Got a beam on the Glock so I don't gotta aim

Got some lean in my cup, no I don't drink champagne

Fuckin' on that bitch but I'm not gonna claim