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I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Drip, drip)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Drip, drip)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
Had a blue eighty, coulda bought me a Rolex
Always bitchin', shoulda bought him a Kotex
Dependin' how I feel, might throw me two back
Glee, glee
Just like Kodak
Your lil' bitch tryna ride my wave
NBA YoungBoy outside today
Shoe game sick, finna see my doctor
**** stealin' swag, finna call my lawyer
Flew three hoes into Miami at the same damn time
Had 'em suckin', had 'em fuckin' at the same damn time
I bought 'em Fendi, bought 'em Louis at the same damn time
Spun it back, made a bag at the same damn time
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Drip, drip)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
Dolce & Gabbana with the tailored Saint Laurent jeans
I got perfect aim with that Glock
I don't need a beam (I don't need it)
(Pew, pew, pew)
Patek Philippe shinin' harder than Miami streets
Givenchy errything, ten bands on Dior sneaks (Uh)
I got drip for sale
I could take your ho, put your bitch for sale
Percocet, X on a rich **** trail
Higher than a motherfucker through the shades
You can't tell (No)
I'ma do the dash in the Lamb, fuck twelve
Hunnid bands in the jacket
All them **** broke as hell (Broke, broke, broke)
Bitch bad, I ain't stoppin' 'til I'm pullin' on her hair (Gonna)
Gucci shoes cost a band, fur on her coat tail (Woo, slatt, slatt)
Aye, I got drip for sale
Had to that tell lil' ho
You a Plies lil' bitch (Plies)
(Slide in the hole)
Errything lookin' right and shit
Girl, you bad and you know it
Don't disguise that shit
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Drip, drip)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
Big boy drip, can't find this at Macy's
Four pockets thick and I had all of 'em crazy
Twenty strippers 'round me, I got all of 'em naked
Got twenty **** 'round you and all of 'em fakin'
Had a Lear from L.A., droppin' all drip
Ten grand, all hunnids, call that a clip
In some Alexander McQueen, hit her doggy style
All the drip I got on got me soakin' now
Versace on, I can still whip it
I can be somewhere cold, I can still drip
Drip 'round my neck, that's a meal ticket
In a three piece suit, you could still get it
I got ninety-nine problems but the drip ain't one
You ain't gotta fuck with me, don't make me nothin'
I'ma drip, drip down
I'ma drip, drip down
If you wanna buy a drip, I can sell you somethin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got bricks for sale
A contract killer, got hits for sale
Thumb-thumbin' through a comma
Givinch', Chanel
Life ain't promised, so get some L (Yeah)
Bankroll, fresh flow
Comin' through, drop top
.22's on the coupe, got me playin' hopscotch (Skrrt)
Better get your boo 'fore I have her walkin' lopsided
Count a little money, she'll let me fuck her outside
Pussy lil' bloody, I could fuck her in a FiveBox
Three piece chicken, got it boomin' like a Popeyes
House in Carolina, trap house on the Southside
Everyday I'm fly
Bitches see me, leave they mouth wide
Started uptown makin' love
On the block cakin' up
Got another eighteen zip, that's a half of brick
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I was in the 9th grade, that ain't really average (Ooh)
Motorola Vertex, servin' out the cabinet
(Aye, yeah)
I got drip for sale (I got drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Drip, drip)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Drip, drip)
I got drip for sale (Drip)
I got drip for sale (Aye)
Written by: Algernod Washington, Askia Fountain, Charles Driggers, Kentrell Gaulden, Kevin Gilyard, Rodrickus Hill