作词 : Brooklyn Bolden/Marissa White/Ronald Spence Jr.

作曲 : Brooklyn Bolden/Marissa White/Ronald Spence Jr.

Ronny J, please turn me

Drip, drip, yeah

New automatic, keep that on my hip

Drop, drop, yeah

Cruising the whip and I take off the top

Drip, drip, yeah

Got all these b*****s, they call me a ****

Drop, drop, yeah

Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock

Drip, drip, yeah

New automatic, keep that on my hip

Drop, drop, yeah

Cruising the whip and I take off the top

Drip, drip, yeah

Got all these b*****s, they call me a ****

Drop, drop, yeah

Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock

Yeah, spent two bands on a new fit

Woke up, cashed out on a new whip

Old ho, had to go get a new *****

New Glock and it came with a full clip

Yeah, size 35 on my sneaks

Pop out with gang, snatch a chain on Sixth Street

Yeah, spin on the block, you get put on a tall tee

Shoes in the bag and it came with the LV

Smokin' on gas, you can smell me

Pillow talk with a ho, that ***** gon’ tell me

Yeah, get a flight back to Texas

Pop me a Perc' and get head in the Lexus

Hah, eat it up like it's breakfast

Yeah, no rap cap, bet you won’t test us

Yeah, bet you won't test me

I got your ho with no top ridin' jet skis

Yeah, go, watch what she do for them bands

Get on the floor and she pop it, no hands

Back at VLIVE and she ready to dance

Throw up them ones, she gon' rip off them pants

Drip, drip, yeah

New automatic, keep that on my hip

Drop, drop, yeah

Cruising the whip and I take off the top

Drip, drip, yeah

Got all these b*****s, they call me a ****

Drop, drop, yeah

Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock

Drip, drip, yeah

New automatic, keep that on my hip

Drop, drop, yeah

Cruising the whip and I take off the top

Drip, drip, yeah

Got all these b*****s, they call me a ****

Drop, drop, yeah

Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock

Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock

Open the safe and give me what you got

Just hit on a lick, we just ran up that guap

Can't count up them bands, I just know it's a lot

Hah, **** on a ***** and her friends

Dior shoes, yeah, these shoes cost bands

Pass me the Glock, we don't fight with no hands

*****, I pop Percs, I don't **** with no Xans

Sent out them shooters, ain’t missin’ no blocks

Clear out the scene, gotta clear out the opps

Call up them ******, we sendin' them drops

Loadin’ 'em up, we gon' slide with them Glocks

Yeah, I got two thots in the back seat

Spot an opp quick, shoot fast, can't pass me

Red and blue on our ***, four flat like a track meet

All on the ’net, but I bet you won't at me

Yeah, pour up the drank in a double cup

I got the bag off of rap, then I ran it up

Owe us a bag, better pay it up

Pull out that Glock in his face and he gave it up

Drip, drip, yeah

New automatic, keep that on my hip

Drop, drop, yeah

Cruising the whip and I take off the top

Drip, drip, yeah

Got all these b*****s, they call me a ****

Drop, drop, yeah

Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock

Drip, drip, yeah

New automatic, keep that on my hip

Drop, drop, yeah

Cruising the whip and I take off the top

Drip, drip, yeah

Got all these b*****s, they call me a ****

Drop, drop, yeah

Walk straight in the bank and I pull out that Glock

Yeah, pull out that Glock

Yeah, aight