Dip
[Intro]
Dip
[Chorus]
Dip, I got that swag, that drip
Then push up on me if you wanna get hit
Lil' twink-ass jit, you can get hit
Why you talkin' that shit? You was in my drip
I styled you, lil' boy, you is my kid
[Verse]
Lil' dumbass bought that Rick
I made that flip, yeah, I get straight to the chips
And that Draco got some kick, bitch, I'm too lit
This Saint Laurent sweater, it's knit
My dad from Manchester, you know I'ma Brit'
When I'm in UK, got bitches to hit
Yeah, I'm gon' psych out, I got Perc' in my blood
If you push up, you gon' find out
I don't give a fuck, I play in the mud
Bank account, it's filled up
She give rub and tug, it made me proud
If she get lucky, I might let her fuck me
For now, I want your mouth
I'm goin' in, bitch, throw me a towel
Black and white 'fit, bitch, I look like a cow
She ask, "Can I top you?," I say, "You shall"
I pull out my packet, this bitch like, "Wow"
Top double-decker, they gon' takе me out
I pop these pills so I can feel, yеah
I rock tight-ass jeans, so I skip meals, yeah
I ain't gon' sign that deal 'til they pay me a million, yeah
[Bridge]
Bitch, fuck how you feel, yeah, fuck how you feelin'
I'm gon' rock out, yeah, let's break down the ceilin'
I get bread now, but I still like stealin', yeah
Yeah, I get bread now and I still rock Sterling, yeah
Ain't got no more worries, my future look sturdy
My bitch spicy like curry, my boy shoot, then it's Curry
Yeah, you better dip
[Chorus]
Dip, I got that swag, that drip
Then push up on me if you wanna get hit
Lil' twink-ass jit, you can get hit
Why you talkin' that shit? You was in my drip
I styled you, lil' boy, you is my kid
Dip
[Chorus]
Dip, I got that swag, that drip
Then push up on me if you wanna get hit
Lil' twink-ass jit, you can get hit
Why you talkin' that shit? You was in my drip
I styled you, lil' boy, you is my kid
[Verse]
Lil' dumbass bought that Rick
I made that flip, yeah, I get straight to the chips
And that Draco got some kick, bitch, I'm too lit
This Saint Laurent sweater, it's knit
My dad from Manchester, you know I'ma Brit'
When I'm in UK, got bitches to hit
Yeah, I'm gon' psych out, I got Perc' in my blood
If you push up, you gon' find out
I don't give a fuck, I play in the mud
Bank account, it's filled up
She give rub and tug, it made me proud
If she get lucky, I might let her fuck me
For now, I want your mouth
I'm goin' in, bitch, throw me a towel
Black and white 'fit, bitch, I look like a cow
She ask, "Can I top you?," I say, "You shall"
I pull out my packet, this bitch like, "Wow"
Top double-decker, they gon' takе me out
I pop these pills so I can feel, yеah
I rock tight-ass jeans, so I skip meals, yeah
I ain't gon' sign that deal 'til they pay me a million, yeah
[Bridge]
Bitch, fuck how you feel, yeah, fuck how you feelin'
I'm gon' rock out, yeah, let's break down the ceilin'
I get bread now, but I still like stealin', yeah
Yeah, I get bread now and I still rock Sterling, yeah
Ain't got no more worries, my future look sturdy
My bitch spicy like curry, my boy shoot, then it's Curry
Yeah, you better dip
[Chorus]
Dip, I got that swag, that drip
Then push up on me if you wanna get hit
Lil' twink-ass jit, you can get hit
Why you talkin' that shit? You was in my drip
I styled you, lil' boy, you is my kid