Drip On Yo'

Yeah Know what I'm saying Zaytoven, Key Know what the fuck that mean Woo Woo Yeah Real- Zaytoven Rockstar lifestyle Yeah, I'm getting money and piped down Yeah, you know I love life, kicking shit with zo pound Yeah, yeah, I drop top down Got it on lock like a compound Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey Yeah Driving foreign car, having foreign plates I went G-star wrist I got bus down every day SRT truck doing two hundred, who wanna race Yeah Yeah, I drip on you bitches, drip on your bitch Yeah Pass me a Backwood These niggas real telly tale These niggas cap too good Pull up with hundred round drum Pull up with shell catches No, I'm not wearing no Tums I'm rocking Chanel, yeah I got prints on my dick just from her kissing it You do for me what I did for you Shit, just what it is Mm, mm-mm, I know my heart so big Mm, mm-mm, watch her swallow my kids Let's go I'm dripping as shit I'm fly as a bitch In a white fit YSL Lord, life we running this shit YSL in town, please guard your bitch Come out the roof of the Maybach, you know what it is I ain't got love for you, I got love for the kids I got money but I represent the rich I'm just motivation baby, shit Rockstar lifestyle Yeah, I'm getting money and piped down Yeah, you know I love life, kicking shit with zo pound Yeah, yeah, I drop top down Got it on lock like a compound Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey Yeah Driving foreign car, having foreign plates I went G-star wrist I got bus down every day SRT truck doing two hundred, who wanna race Yeah Yeah, I drip on you bitches, drip on your bitch Yeah Drip on 'em Hey Hold up there Having these racks, need a ruler Look at my ice I might do her, shit I'm rocking channels, cussing and dripping, I'm strapped the fuck up with that goose and shit I got a key, he might just hop out that motherfucking Phantom with shooters Hold up, ooh I just might need me a money counter, she'll fuck if my fingers are up I just might pull in that Hellcat the same color the Benjos I need a Backwood, be that right Hop out the foreign with the froze ass I bet my brothers bring that fire I'm with my YSL brothers now Rocking these diamonds, they cut it up Shit, I got rocks in the double cup Shit, I'm with zoe, nigga, leveled up Shit, mad I put racks on my brother, my kids and my dad, what they talking about Scrying on the Forgis, Givenchy the boots and it's lifting the doors and I'm hopping out I put the pit in the side of condo crib now I got this bitch in Brazil Ooh, ain't no homo put the dick on extendo, nigga out here talking for real Yeah, I got racks, I put some in the bank and I just put the house on the hill Bitch, I fit all my clothes, that's how I live Rockstar lifestyle Yeah, I'm getting money and piped down Yeah, you know I love life, kicking shit with zo pound Yeah, yeah, I drop top down Got it on lock like a compound Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey Yeah Driving foreign car, having foreign plates I went G-star wrist I got bus down every day SRT truck doing two hundred, who wanna race Yeah Yeah, I drip on you bitches, drip on your bitch Yeah