DRIP (BONUS)

Wide body my whip Versace my kicks Gucci my kicks I got so much drip I cannot pick Got ice on my wrist So wet I might slip I got so much drip I cannot pick Money, pussy, power That ain't yo bitch nigga that's ours You the typa' nigga buy her roses and flowers I'm the typa' nigga that be fuckin' her for hours That's the difference between me n' you I like to fuck, and you like to spoon I'm the real thang, you the cartoon When I walk through flyest nigga in the room She told you that she don't suck dick but she sucked mine That is a lie She told you this She she told me that That's fine I still hit it from behind Murdered it Columbine Then pulled out and watched my kids drip down her spine See yo girl be at, every party You think she loyal nigga hardly If I take yo girl i'm sorry You crowned the wrong girl Steve Harvey My diamonds all lit up and lookin' really sparkly I get the green like parsley Been that nigga y'all jus tardy I jus hit em' then delete Then I repeat Crusin down that motherfuckin' street Cruising in a two-seat Getting paper looseleaf This a banger ask the chief Imma P and a G Like a point guard in the league The only thang' i'm addicted to is the money Got foreign hoes that live way out the country I fuck with mixed girls not snow bunnies And I'm all about my carrots like Bugs Bunny I got sum' friends that still fuck with my enemies I can't be fuckin' with that kinda energy You either with me or against me Keep it a hunnid' not mufuckin' fifty A lesson that I learned is niggas switch up quickly Tend to switch up when shit get real sticky They be on that rat shit jus like Mickey That's why I stay on my own and don't fuck with too many Wide body my whip Versace my kicks Gucci my kicks I got so much drip I cannot pick Got ice on my wrist So wet I might slip I got so much drip I cannot pick