[Chorus: Skinnyfromthe9]
Look at all this drip, they don't know how much it cost
I don't have a job but I still feel like a boss
I can't leave the crib 'cause they know that I'm a star
If it's ever beef, we gon' pull up where you are
Look at all this drip, they don't know how much it cost
I don't have a job but I still feel like a boss
I can't leave the crib 'cause they know that I'm a star
If it's ever beef, we gon' pull up where you are
And the roof, it came with stars, homie smoking out the jar
Like my chain with a charm, [?] look at my arm
And my crib so fucking big, think that shit came with a farm

[Verse 1: Skinnyfromthe9]
Balenciagas on my feet when I'm rocking Mary Gs
Gucci on the shirt, leather seats on the Ferrari
I can't leave the crib, everyday I throw a party
I'ma fuck his bitch and I prolly won't say sorry
Diamonds me, I'm making 20 a week
Look at this drip, bitch, you do not have for free
I get the guap a lot, I get to shop a lot
I like to show off, I don't talk a lot
Bitch, I am a boss I don't have a fucking job
All this fucking wallet that I'm drippin', get a mop
Get a mop for this shit, 'cause I'm drippin' like a leak
I walk into the club, tell your bitch to take a seat

[Chorus: Skinnyfromthe9]
Look at all this drip, they don't know how much it cost
I don't have a job but I still feel like a boss
I can't leave the crib 'cause they know that I'm a star
If it's ever beef, we gon' pull up where you are
Look at all this drip, they don't know how much it cost
I don't have a job but I still feel like a boss
I can't leave the crib 'cause they know that I'm a star
If it's ever beef, we gon' pull up where you are
And the roof, it came with stars, homie smoking out the jar
Like my chain with a charm, [?] look at my arm
And my crib so fucking big, think that shit came with a farm

[Verse 2: Lil Glowstick]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
They used to hate me when I was small
Now there's some people watching me ball
Now his fuckin' bitch always wanna call
Yeah, I'm on my grind, yeah, I can never fall
They was steady hating, I don't wanna roll
Gotta get my bacon, selling out shows
I can't trust no soul, run up, let the pole blow
Diamonds on my neck, bitch, I make it fuckin' snow
Yeah, I got no bros, yeah, I got no hoes
Big boss livin' alone, don't hit my phone
Went ghost mode, Gucci wallet can't fold
Bitch you ran up and you told, Gucci wallet can't fold

[Chorus: Skinnyfromthe9]
Look at all this drip, they don't know how much it cost
I don't have a job but I still feel like a boss
I can't leave the crib 'cause they know that I'm a star
If it's ever beef, we gon' pull up where you are
Look at all this drip, they don't know how much it cost
I don't have a job but I still feel like a boss
I can't leave the crib 'cause they know that I'm a star
If it's ever beef, we gon' pull up where you are
And the roof, it came with stars, homie smoking out the jar
Like my chain with a charm, [?] look at my arm
And my crib so fucking big, think that shit came with a farm