Lil Uzi Vert
Drip From My Walk*
[Intro: Dougie B, Lil Uzi Vert]
(Is that, Chris?)
Grrah, grrah (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)
Grrah, grrah (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah (DOA)
Grrah

[Chorus: Dougie B]
Spinnin', we cruisin', flockin' from behind
Double back, nobody hear we rewind
Like, I gotta TP, it's too many eyes and ears, these n***as ain't really gon' ride
We still outside, and we smokin' ***
Like, GBG babies, everythin' for Naz
Like, I feel like Bobby, now I'm talkin' hot
He dropped the dice, now he in a box

[Verse 1: Dougie B]
Head tap, now the n***a in the sky
I know a Dummy who thought he was Flash, and tripped, and now that n***a got me high
Like, I know some n***as who smokin' my deads, tried callin' they phone, forgot thеm n***as died
DOA, EBK, flockin' for mine
Grrah, see the dеmon in my eyes
Backdoor comin', n***a, no surprise

[Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert]
Grrah, boom
Yeah
[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
You can see the demon all in my eyes
Backdoor, n***a, that's a surprise
Turnt bitch, no, the hoe she ain't shy
Got your bitch suckin' dick in the ride
Dougie buzzin', give my boy a high-five
I'm from Philly, so I'm smokin' on mine (Yeah)
Shootin' out the window, mine it got blinds
.40 wit' the switch, it make you go blind
Pull up on your block with a Tec-9
Yeah, the one came right with a cooler
All my killers be on hoe shit like, shh, take off S.H, I'm with my 'ooters
Got a red Palm, make me feel booler
Birkin bag, yeah, she holdin' my boot up
I was callin' plays right out a Uber
Bro did a hit right off a scooter

[Verse 3: Dougie B & Lil Uzi Vert]
I get the drip from my walk, like
Dougie and Uzi, watch how we maneuver
I get the drip for my walk, like, I almost sat for a blick, and that's all
Kay-Kay takin' that risk, don't matter what the cost
And at any location, n***a, I'ma toss
[?], pockets fat, Adin Ross, [?]
If I like what you got, I'll tell you, "Take it off"
And I'm givin' my n***as so they all could floss
[Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert, Dougie B]
Yeah, yeah
Brrt, ha
Ba, bop, yeah
Grrah, grrah
DOA, rrah, rrah
1600-OA, n***a, grrah

[Chorus: Dougie B]
Spinnin', we cruisin', flockin' from behind
Double back, nobody hear we rewind
Like, I gotta TP, it's too many eyes and ears, these n***as ain't really gon' ride
We still outside, and we smokin' ***
Like, GBG babies, everything for Naz
Like, I feel like Bobby, now I'm talkin' hot
He dropped the dice, now he in a box