New Drip 歌詞

I got that new drip Shooter pop out with the pool stick FNN, Draco, extended 30 and it sittin' on my hip Thirty-five thousand for the brand new Rollie, wrist Bust down my wrist, I flex like Wrestlemania I might just go to take the jet to Australia Young Drako, nigga know I’m international Pull up and serve a pint, know that I'm taxin' them Hop in Bugatti, push it to the maximum Young Drako, nigga I’m drippin' blood just like Dracula In the kitchen, in the trap with a spatula Whippin' up dope, it's looking spectacular Bitch in London fell in love with vernacular Count a hundred fifty K, smoking dope, watching cameras I'm sippin' codeine and smoking on cannabis Jump on a private jet and now I'm trappin' I got that new drip Shooter pop out with the pool stick FNN, Draco, extended 30 and it sittin’ on my hip Thirty-five thousand for the brand new Rollie, wrist Bust down my wrist, I flex like Wrestlemania I might just go to take the jet to Australia Young Drako, nigga know I’m international Pull up and serve a pint, know that I'm taxin’ them Balenci' my feet, I put it together Young Drako, nigga I trap any weather He made the wrong move, you already know I'ma kill him Slide in that Bentley, they think I'm drug dealing Young Drako, nigga you know I’m that nigga I pop out the cut with my finger on triggers Flex on that nigga, I made a quarter million Slide through the city, a matte black Bentley Black Murci' like Batman Stand in the kitchen, I beat up the pack, man Young Drako, nigga I trap with a strap, man Pinky ring sittin' on my wrist cost a black Jag' Nigga, we drop them bombs just like Baghdad (boom!) We shootin' first, nigga no we don't clap back Walk in the VIP, broke nigga back-back I got a hundred and fifty thousand in my backpack Smoking on backwoods, rolling up dope, serving good crack Serving the junkies and fucking the hoodrats Come to Zone 1, you know that I took that Nigga fell off, ain't shoot back Eliantte got me shining for real Run up on Drako, get popped like a pill Make the wrong move, boy this shit could get real I went and dropped a ticket on my ear Pour up a pint, I'm sippin' lean not beer Pull up on plug, then I disappear VVS diamond, they looking so clear Bust down my Rollie, it's looking like burr A hundred fifty thousand Richard Mille Zone 1 was signing apartments and trap with the steel I cannot stop 'til I get a billion Stupid ass mansion with racks to the ceiling I got that new drip Shooter pop out with the pool stick FNN, Draco, extended 30 and it sittin' on my hip Thirty-five thousand for the brand new Rollie, wrist Bust down my wrist, I flex like Wrestlemania I might just go to take the jet to Australia Young Drako, nigga know I'm international Pull up and serve a pint, know that I'm taxin' them