Drippy
    (专辑: Thinking Out Loud - 2017)
    
    Ayy!  Real drippy right now   Lil mama got ass for days, and I 
got cash for days  That fake shit, I 
can't relate  Hate, I 
see it all over his face  Yeah I 
got racks in the 
safe  Yeah I'm fucking on your bae  Never keep dope where you lay  Keep a 
draco or an AK  Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag)  Drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag)  Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip)  Drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy   Prometh, sipping  My bitch she getting tipsy  Valentino my outfit, my bitch she rocking Fendi  Too much ice, it might make you dizzy  Diamonds, hitting  Dead fresh, dig me  Drippy, drippy  You a 
peasant, you cannot come near me  Heard a 
fuck nigga wanna kill me  'Cause I 
treat his baby mama like a 
frisbee, yeah  Fuck nigga, try again  You lose, I 
win  Shoot him in the 
ass, again  Pray for my enemies, amen  The 
realest nigga in it, ayy man  Shit, this young nigga popping, damn  Nah, can't no nigga stop him  Paper Route, we stand on top of shit  Pull up in your city, we rocking shit  I'm in the 
streets where the 
hitters at  I'm in the 
street where the 
dealers at  I'm in the 
section where all the 
bad bitches at   Lil mama got ass for days, and I 
got cash for days  That fake shit, I 
can't relate  Hate, I 
see it all over his face  Yeah I 
got racks in the 
safe  Yeah I'm fucking on your bae  Never keep dope where you lay  Keep a 
draco or an AK  Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag)  Drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag)  Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip)  Drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy   I 
used to want a 
million then I 
wanted ten now I 
want a 
hundred  All my bitches got an onion, private jet out the 
country  Just to go shop and eat lunch  Foreign hoes, I 
got a 
bunch  Codeine, sweet tea, call that a 
tropical punch  I 
mix the 
Gelato with the 
lemon tree, call that a 
tropical blunt  I 
give that green light and you done  Ayy come here lil mama, where you from?  All of that ass, you the 
bomb  All of that ass, you the 
bomb  Now take this money, get on the 
plane  I 
need you to go get a 
bomb  I 
put her in Yves Saint Laurent  I 
put seventy thou in my charm  I 
put fifty grams in my trunk  I 
was selling dope, I 
ain't go to prom  But I 
get rich anyway so motherfuck the 
prom  Drippy, drippy   Lil mama got ass for days, and I 
got cash for days  That fake shit, I 
can't relate  Hate, I 
see it all over his face  Yeah I 
got racks in the 
safe  Yeah I'm fucking on your bae  Never keep dope where you lay  Keep a 
draco or an AK  Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag)  Drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag)  Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip)  Drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy