Chorus/ hook:
Drippin | drippin/ look at the way that I'm drippin
Look at my wrist it's drippin/ Look at my b*tch she's drippin
I make the money quad-ripple/ Zara Jacket it came with the zippers
I came in here wit my hitters/ so you don't wanna see me trippin
Drippin | drippin/ look at the way that I'm drippin
Look at my wrist it's drippin/ Look at my b*tch she's drippin
All of my haters | they bitter/ mad that I made it I they didn't
I came in here wit my hitters/ (and) you know we got ammunition
Verse: 1
I'm a hitter I don't leave no witnesses/ I murder the beat it's evident
I'm packin heat | I'm radiant/ you always find me in the latest kicks
It lasts you longer you take a pic/ I'm not from this world I'm an alien
I'm servin the game I'm caterin/ I serve all you niggas at the same address
I'm out here chasing paper cheques/ did you know that I get paid for gigs
Remember days I used prayed for this/ bulletproof b*tch I came prepared
Didn't know my name now I'm they favorite/ top 5 I make the list | I get interviews & I don't pay for press (Nah!)
I'm drippin so much I'm swimming/ I'm balling out like Pippin
Ya woe fell in love wit my pimpin/ I been on my sh*t for a minute
(Now) I got my hand on the wheel I'm gripping/ goin 200 miles I'm whippn
021 Representin’/ they mad at me now cause I'm winning
Everything workin out | like fitness/ they lovin how I finesse
I gave them the vision | but they wouldn't listen/ now like Master P I see No Limit
I serve like I'm on the avenue/ I put in work for a better view
They try to size me up/ but what they don't know is that I'm immeasurable
Chorus/ hook:
Drippin | drippin/ look at the way that I'm drippin
Look at my wrist it's drippin/ Look at my b*tch she's drippin
I make the money quad-ripple/ Zara Jacket it came with the zippers
I came in here wit my hitters/ so you don't wanna see me trippin
Drippin | drippin/ look at the way that I'm drippin
Look at my wrist it's drippin/ Look at my b*tch she's drippin
All of my haters | they bitter/ mad that I made it I they didn't
I came in here wit my hitters/ (and) you know we got ammunition
Verse: 2
Inferno!/ take this warning as a verbal
Hot 16's in my journal/ whenever I drip it's murder
Get wit the programme like a server/ opps disappear when I surface
Keep no squares in my circle/ cause I got the wave like a surfer
Now you see me doin well/ oh you thought I was a joke
Where were you when I needed you the most?/ you went MIA so to me you're a ghost
I was hurt but I wouldn't show/ now I'm too busy packin up shows
Now I'm the man & you know/ my heart froze & my wrist cold
B*tch blow me wit your eyes closed/ I just hope you don't choke
Marijuana keep my eyes low/ while you keep giving deep throat
Keep that fake energy away from me/ don't even come close!
While you keep liking my posts/ watch me get the bank-roll
I'm married to the money cause these woes is unfaithful
Now it hurts to see me win/ yeah I know it's painful
I'm not an overnight success/ you see I had to lay low
Now I'm a free man/ you can call me Django
Chorus/ hook:
Drippin | drippin/ look at the way that I'm drippin
Look at my wrist it's drippin/ Look at my b*tch she's drippin
I make the money quad-ripple/ Zara Jacket it came with the zippers..
Outro:
Yeah! You know we got ammunition
I had to assume the position
Gave them the vision but they wouldn't listen
Now like Master P I see no limit