[Intro]
Ayy!
Real drippy right now
[Hook/Chorus]
Lil mama got a-s for days, and I got cash for days
That fake s--t, I can’t relate
Hate, I see it all over his face
Yeah I got racks in the safe
Yeah I’m f-----g 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
[Verse 1]
Prometh, sipping
My b---h she getting tipsy
Valentino my outfit, my b---h 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 f--k n---a wanna k** me
‘Cause I treat his baby mama like a frisbee, yeah
F--k n---a, try again
You lose, I win
Shoot him in the a-s, again
Pray for my enemies, amen
The realest n---a in it, ayy man
S--t, this young n---a popping, d--n
Nah, can’t no n---a stop him
Paper Route, we stand on top of s--t
Pull up in your city, we rocking s--t
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 b-----s at
[Hook/Chorus]
Lil mama got a-s for days, and I got cash for days
That fake s--t, I can’t relate
Hate, I see it all over his face
Yeah I got racks in the safe
Yeah I’m f-----g 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
[Verse 2]
I used to want a million then I wanted ten now I want a hundred
All my b-----s 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 a-s, you the bomb
All of that a-s, 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 m--------k the prom
Drippy, drippy
[Hook/Chorus]
Lil mama got a-s for days, and I got cash for days
That fake s--t, I can’t relate
Hate, I see it all over his face
Yeah I got racks in the safe
Yeah I’m f-----g 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