Rob Vicious
Drip
[Intro]
On my wrist, diamonds on my fist, ayy ayy
Damn
Bitch I'm-
Gang, gang
All that motherfuckin'-
Go Grizz

[Chorus]
Diamonds on my wrist, diamonds on my fist
Gucci kicks, just to match the drip
Who you think you fuckin' with? (Ayy)
We got hunnid clips (Brrah!)
I got a hunnid Crips (Crips!)
I got a hunnid Bloods, be on some other shit (Gang!)
Shorty suckin' dick (Dick!) and his fuckin' bitch
Man, I love this shit, who you fuckin' with?
Ho, we run this shit, who got all the drip? (Drip)
We got all the juice, we got all the sip (Ayy)

[Verse]
Count a hunnid racks, that's a lot of chips
And bitch, I gotta stack, that's on my momma, n***a
Who got all the gas? Let's go rob a n***a
I ain't givin' passes, that's some gotti, n***a
Say you got them packs, shit, I want all of them
Man, where the hotties at? My homies callin' em'
I don't want one (no!)
I want all of them
And if this shit ain't Nun Major, I'm a baller then
N***as hatin' on me but my money taller than them
Finna talkin' to his bitch and now I'm fallin' in
I'm with Master K, that's my baller twin (Ayy)
And if we ain't big ballin, what you callin it