Big Drip lyrics

[Intro]
Boot me up, JT
Ayy

[Chorus]
Lil' baby keep your hands off me, I got big drip
I got a couple blood partners but I'm a big crip
Up in the Benzo, Glock extendo, got a big clip
You say your n*gga drippin' sauce but not like this here
I swear all I wear designer, I got big drip
This a hundred dollar lineup, I got big drip
Cash money, no Big Tymers, I got big drip
These Lam' doors suicidal, I got big drip, uh

[Verse 1]
Your baby mama on my hit list
Old hoes on my sh*t list
Been gettin' money since I was young
And you ain't know that I was this rich
Blow me like a stogie
Holy moly, I love a thick b*tch
I'm on fire and I'm flier than a flyer, b*tch it's big drip
Ice made her froze up
Baby pick your clothes up
I ain't trickin', b*tch I'm pimpin'
So you know that lil' b*tch chose up
Hopped out the Lambo, I'ma lift the doors up
Got all this gold drippin' on me
You would think that I'm gold dust
Ever f*cked a Dallas n*gga?
No, I don't need no stylist, n*gga
This money got no limit
Master P, yeah I'm 'bout it, n*gga
Fifty bands, n*gga, one day, I'ma count it, n*gga
Kickin' flavor, I'm a player
Yeah I swear that I'm a stylish n*gga
[Chorus]
Lil' baby keep your hands off me, I got big drip
I got a couple blood partners but I'm a big crip
Up in the Benzo, Glock extendo, got a big clip
You say your n*gga drippin' sauce but not like this here
I swear all I wear designer, I got big drip
This a hundred dollar lineup, I got big drip
Cash money, no Big Tymers, I got big drip
These Lam' doors suicidal, I got big drip

[Verse 2]
Why you talkin' 'bout it? You know I'm the man
If I tell you, break your jaws off, you know I ain't playin'
Every night I doze off, that Ruger in my hand
You must think I'm a ho now, shoot you where you stand
Hoes grabbin' on my Boudin, swangin' in a new Benz
Book me for a show, I swear to God I'm bringin' the tool in
The way these n*ggas hatin', I ain't got time for no new friends
Ayy, I'm gone off a four of drink, lil' mama pop 'bout two xans
You wanna get loaded, I'ma take your ass to XTC
Put you on an ecstasy, get freaky b*tches next to me
Ain't talkin' 'bout no money, say lil' honey, ain't no textin' me
Keep tryin' to find a recipe but n*gga ain't no guessin' me

[Chorus]
Lil' baby keep your hands off me, I got big drip
I got a couple blood partners but I'm a big crip
Up in the Benzo, Glock extendo, got a big clip
You say your n*gga drippin' sauce but not like this here
I swear all I wear designer, I got big drip
This a hundred dollar lineup, I got big drip
Cash money, no Big Tymers, I got big drip
These Lam' doors suicidal, I got big drip