My Drip lyrics

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Quality Control


[Chorus]
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck the baddest b*tches
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck the baddest b*tches
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck the baddest b*tches
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck the baddest b*tches

[Verse 1]
Plug talk, I can put you on
Hundred bags of gas, get 'em gone
Made a couple digits off a phone
Diss me, I won't put you in a song
All my youngins put in work
They gon' put you on a shirt
The last n*gga got murked
I prayed about it at church
All I think about is drinkin' syrup
I been gettin' faded, poppin' percs
All my diamonds water, you can surf
Porsche 911, it's a vert
Oh they doin' that, I did it first
f*ck you give me ten for a verse
Nightmares, I'm gon' be the worst
All my problems put 'em in a hearse
f*ck her good, buy that b*tch a purse
Eat the pus*y, blame it on the perc
n*gga you was rappin', you a j*rk
I was really trappin', n*gga servin'
Quarter million, put it in the air
Grover called me, told me that it's there
Rich n*gga rockin' Moncler
Change of plans, I ain't playin' fair
[Chorus]
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck the baddest b*tches
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck the baddest b*tches
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck the baddest b*tches
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck the baddest b*tches

[Verse 2]
Givenchy, Givenchy, Givenchy
I rock Givenchy, I do this sh*t for a living
The narcs in the hood, they been trippin'
All in my business, so all my rental cars tinted
Boy I ain't been broke in a minute, I swear I been gettin' it
Still sendin' packs to the prison
Run the money all the way up, wonderful feeling
Bust down Rollies came from scratch
Catch a n*gga slipping, do him bad
Take a n*gga's sh*t, won't give it back
Half a bag, get a n*gga whacked
Wreck the Masi, go and get a Jag
Hellcat goin' real fast
f*ck 12, I ain't goin' back
Do it for the sh*t I never had
n*ggas droppin' salt 'cause they mad
They don't wanna see me with a bag
A lot of times I just wanna spazz
But I fall back and just laugh
I won't let you trick me out my spot
n*ggas having pressure 'bout a thot
These b*tches lovin' the crew
We take 'em down by the two
[Chorus]
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck the baddest b*tches
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck the baddest b*tches
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
Look at my drip, my drip, my swag
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck the baddest b*tches
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck the baddest b*tches
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