Genre - Drippy Lyrics

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Nah
You know what we doin' Genre
Rick Banes (Rico!)
(N****s in here tweakin' cuz)
(Woah, woah, woah)

I got the bag, I get it (Get it)
These bitches mad I'm drippin' (Drip, Drip, Drip)
I got the bag, I get it (Woah)
All these bitches mad I'm drippin' (Woooah)
I got the bag, I get it (Get it)
These bitches mad I'm drippin' (Drip, Drip, Drip, Drip)
I got the sauce, paid straight cash, I got the splash, I'm drippin'
I'ma be drippin' today and tomorrow and the day after that
If she talking too much, I'm giving her back
She came through the front and she left through the back
I don't do no fitteds, I don't do no cap
I know you wanna come f*ck with me baby
I think that it's better you don't get attached
Bitch I'ma savage I hit from the back
Bitch I'ma savage I hit from the back
Yea, yea

Woah
And, I love what I do and I do what I want 'cuz I can
And, these bitches trippin' on me, I don't sweat 'em I'm the man
And, she ain't f*ckin' with me, so I f*ck her best friend
Yea, I'm like Gucci, Fendi, Luis, baby I'm the next trend

So, baby stop playin' with me
I know you love it and it's easy to see
So, put that lil' body on me
Come and rock it put a n***a to sleep

You need a bag, yea I get it
These n****s mad I don't listen
My n****s brag 'cuz we different
We was meant for this livin'
So I'ma show you how we hittin'
Yea

I got the bag girl yea, eh, eh (I got the bag)
And I know they mad yea
I got the bag girl yea, yea, yea

Geek, geek, geek, geek (Brrr)

I got the bag, I get it (Get it)
These bitches mad I'm drippin' (Drip, Drip, Drip)
I got the bag, I get it (Woah)
All these bitches mad I'm drippin' (Woooah)
I got the bag, I get it (Get it)
These bitches mad I'm drippin' (Drip, Drip, Drip, Drip)
I got the sauce, paid straight cash, I got the splash, I'm drippin'
I'ma be drippin' today and tomorrow and the day after that
If she talking too much, I'm giving her back
She came through the front and she left through the back
I don't do no fitteds, I don't do no cap
I know you wanna come f*ck with me baby
I think that it's better you don't get attached
Bitch I'ma savage I hit from the back
Bitch I'ma savage I hit from the

She just want a n***a that get it
Told her, look baby I get it (I get it)
You just want a n***a know you got a lil' n***a on the side and he still aint trippin' (Ahhh)
Guess you want a n***a like me
No, I aint trippin', I'm drippin'
Ya'll ain't Mike ain't Pippin
Still my bitches all know I'm pimpin'
Yea, yea

Who you know that be singing like Jodeci?
Switch it back to the rap so they know it's me
When I pull up, just watch how they notice me
And I swear to God it aint no hoe in me
And I swear to God it aint no hoe in me
Why these bitches tryna control me?
Man, that shit be steady blowin' me
I cannot let the devil take a hold of me

Let me tell you a lil' story why I'm savage
Let me tell you a lil' story about a bad bitch
Everyday, same shit, she'd act up
No cap if I say I hit an actress
And you had a ring on your finger, you were supposed to be somebody's wife
When I was with you, you silenced your ringer, baby girl fell in love with this ice

I got the bag, I get it (Get it)
These bitches mad I'm drippin' (Drip, Drip, Drip)
I got the bag, I get it (Woah)
All these bitches mad I'm drippin' (Woooah)
I got the bag, I get it (Get)
These bitches mad I'm drippin' (Drip, Drip, Drip, Drip)
I got the sauce, paid straight cash, I got the splash, I'm drippin'
I'ma be drippin' today and tomorrow and the day after that
If she talking too much, I'm giving her back
She came through the front and she left through the back
I don't do no fitteds, I don't do no cap
I know you wanna come f*ck with me baby
I think that it's Better you don't get attached
Bitch I'ma savage I hit from the back
Bitch I'ma savage I hit from the back
Yea, yea

Geek, geek, geek, geek (Brrrr)