[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