How my drip look
How my drip look
How my drip look
How my bitch look
How my drip look
How my drip look
How my drip look
How my bitch look

I'm a rockstar bitch Ima rockstar yuh
Like a pop tart that n***a get dropped hard
Toast that n***a up
Light a n***a up
Pack a n***a up
Put him in the truck
I don't give no fucks
That n***a can't fuck with us
Get yo money up and maybe we could run it up
He a L, no Flight
Wishin well, no pipe
Kiss and tell, no wife
Give her hell tonight
She gone dance, aight
Get them bands, don't fight
N***as ran, they tight
But they cannot hide
We gone fuck em up
If they fuck with us
N***as out of luck
Keep a strap, it's tucked
I don't really care about that n***a he could die
I know that he pussy I could see it in his eyes uh
Emptying that clip it's a fucking homicide
I ain't Melly but this n***a putting murder on my mind uh
Try to take my bitch n***a I know that she finе yuh
She won't fuck with you cause I'm already that guy
Try to stеal my drip n***a gimme back what's mine yuh
I ain't really rich but this drip ain't got a price
How my drip look
How my drip look
How my drip look
How my bitch look
How my drip look
How my drip look
How my drip look
How my bitch look
How my drip look
How my drip look
How my drip look
How my bitch look
How my drip look
How my drip look
How my drip look
How my bitch look
(Out his mind if he thinkin bout runnin up on the guys yeah)