yung k (rap) - big drip lyrics
[hook]
balled so hard, i think i’m in, i got that big drip
got like six or seven bustdowns, that’s a big wrist
all these b+tches ice is fake, please just admit it
patek philippe, iced out rolex, on they wishlist
got this sh+t straight out the mud, no i won’t miss it
brand new whip, now that’s a catch, just like a big fish (now that’s a catch)
she with the gang, she with the squad, and then you kissed it (ew)
copped a new flow, ready for war, then i switched it (skrrt)
[verse 1]
christian dior on my mans (aye)
amiris all on my pants (drip)
blue faces all on my bands (bands)
i’m gonna pop like a xan yuh (pop)
ridin’ around in a lamb truck
takin’ a trip to j+pan yuh
these b+tches said that i can’t yuh
i guess that i do what i can’t yuh
not toronto, but the six
monte carlo, with the stick
never floppin’ like a b+tch
ball so hard think i’m the sh+t
yeah i’m the sh+t, i’m not no b+tch
i never quit, i finish it
i never stop, until i’m lit
i guess that’s why, they love the kid
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
[hook]
balled so hard, i think i’m in, i got that big drip
got like six or seven bustdowns, that’s a big wrist
all these b+tches ice is fake, please just admit it
patek philippe, iced out rolex, on they wishlist
got this sh+t straight out the mud, no i won’t miss it
brand new whip, now that’s a catch, just like a big fish
she with the gang, she with the squad, and then you kissed it
copped a new flow, ready for war, then i switched it
[verse 2]
she with the gang, she with the squad
i’m very lit, i shop milan
i break the rules, man f+ck the law
don’t give a f+ck, about no cop
don’t give a f+ck, about no ops
i do my best, and i’m gon’ pop
first thing i’d cop? i want that drop
buy so much drip, i need a mop
yeah, yeah, run it back, run it back, run it back
i just need to get me the money bag
and no you can not get your money back
i’m countin’ up digits, a hunnid racks
go straight to the hole like a running back
i’m beatin’ the game like a punchin’ bag
i don’t want the fame, you can have it back
i still whip a porsche or a cadillac
[hook]
balled so hard, i think i’m in, i got that big drip
got like six or seven bustdowns, that’s a big wrist
all these b+tches ice is fake, please just admit it
patek philippe, iced out rolex, on they wishlist
got this sh+t straight out the mud, no i won’t miss it
brand new whip, now that’s a catch, just like a big fish
she with the gang, she with the squad, and then you kissed it
copped a new flow, ready for war, then i switched it
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