[Intro] Ayy! Real drippy right now [Hook/Chorus] Lil mama got a-s for days, and I got cash for days That fake s--t, I can’t relate Hate, I see it all over his face Yeah I got racks in the safe Yeah I’m f-----g on your bae Never keep dope where you lay Keep a draco or an AK Drippy “drippy”, drippy “drip”, drippy “drip”, drippy “swag” Drippy “drip”, drippy “drip”, drippy “drip”, drippy “swag” Drippy “drippy”, drippy “drip”, drippy “drip”, drippy “drip” Drippy “swag”, drippy “drip”, drippy “swag”, drippy “drip”, drippy [Verse 1] Prometh, sipping My b---h she getting tipsy Valentino my outfit, my b---h she rocking Fendi Too much ice, it might make you dizzy Diamonds, hitting Dead fresh, dig me Drippy, drippy You a peasant, you cannot come near me Heard a f--k n---a wanna k** me ‘Cause I treat his baby mama like a frisbee, yeah F--k n---a, try again You lose, I win Shoot him in the a-s, again Pray for my enemies, amen The realest n---a in it, ayy man S--t, this young n---a popping, d--n Nah, can’t no n---a stop him Paper Route, we stand on top of s--t Pull up in your city, we rocking s--t I’m in the streets where the hitters at I’m in the street where the dealers at I’m in the section where all the bad b-----s at [Hook/Chorus] Lil mama got a-s for days, and I got cash for days That fake s--t, I can’t relate Hate, I see it all over his face Yeah I got racks in the safe Yeah I’m f-----g on your bae Never keep dope where you lay Keep a draco or an AK Drippy “drippy”, drippy “drip”, drippy “drip”, drippy “swag” Drippy “drip”, drippy “drip”, drippy “drip”, drippy “swag” Drippy “drippy”, drippy “drip”, drippy “drip”, drippy “drip” Drippy “swag”, drippy “drip”, drippy “swag”, drippy “drip”, drippy [Verse 2] I used to want a million then I wanted ten now I want a hundred All my b-----s got an onion, private jet out the country Just to go shop and eat lunch Foreign hoes, I got a bunch Codeine, sweet tea, call that a tropical punch I mix the Gelato with the lemon tree, call that a tropical blunt I give that green light and you done Ayy come here lil mama, where you from? All of that a-s, you the bomb All of that a-s, you the bomb Now take this money, get on the plane I need you to go get a bomb I put her in Yves Saint Laurent I put seventy thou in my charm I put fifty grams in my trunk I was selling dope, I ain’t go to prom But I get rich anyway so m--------k the prom Drippy, drippy [Hook/Chorus] Lil mama got a-s for days, and I got cash for days That fake s--t, I can’t relate Hate, I see it all over his face Yeah I got racks in the safe Yeah I’m f-----g on your bae Never keep dope where you lay Keep a draco or an AK Drippy “drippy”, drippy “drip”, drippy “drip”, drippy “swag” Drippy “drip”, drippy “drip”, drippy “drip”, drippy “swag” Drippy “drippy”, drippy “drip”, drippy “drip”, drippy “drip” Drippy “swag”, drippy “drip”, drippy “swag”, drippy “drip”, drippy