(Wooh uh yeah uh)
I need all that drip
(Uh drip drip)
I need all them whips
(Yeah whip whip)
I need to be rich bitch
(Ah)
Bitch call me Mr. Fantastic, clique fantastic
Imma grind 'til my f*cking whip fantastic
I won't f*ck you if your f*cking lips look plastic
Drip on top of drip until my drip fantastic
Baddies went and bought a rollie, call em rolie polie olies
Push me I will leave you holey, I ain't talking matrimony
I'm getting cheese bitch (Ugh) but not macaroni
You not my friend nigga, stop acting like you know me
Can't walk a mile in my shoes, you ain't no Naomi
I got big balls, you would probably think a nigga bowling (Strike)
You niggas lame, go get a life
Chop up the beat, without a knife
Jessica Alba please be my wife (Yeah)
Just kidding (Yeah), more like magic mike
When I'm on the mic it's magic, its no lie I give you life
But I'm colder than a blizzard in the winter
Swaggy like Anna Wintour
These niggas losers but I am a winner
I'm the- I'm the- I'm the dude with the bars like it's wifi
Also, that nigga with no rhythm like a white guy
But I'm not Blue Face, no card game but they two-faced
I'm balling, don't need no toupee, I'm balling but this ain't 2K (2K)
Even Stevie can see you're nowhere as good as me (Ugh)
I'll never change like what's under the seat
These niggas watching the aisles, they trynna see my receipts
They trynna copy my style, but they don't do it like me
You want to know why you don't flow, 'cause you ain't fluid/fluent like me
You in the wrong profession, you should probably blow D ('Cause you suck)
Anyway I'm bout to ball bitch, and nigga you a mutt, go fetch the ball bitch (Ball bitch)
(Ooh ooh ohh uh yeah uh)
I need all that drip
(Uh drip drip)
I need all them whips
(Yeah whip whip)
I need to be rich bitch
(Ah)
Bitch call me Mr. Fantastic, dick elastic
Imma grind 'til my f*cking whip fantastic
I won't f*ck you if your f*cking lips look plastic
Drip on top of drip until my drip...
Bitch call me Mr. Fantastic (Yeah my dick) fantastic (Yeah)
Imma grind 'til my f*cking whip fantastic (Ugh)
I won't f*ck you if your f*cking lips look plastic
Drip on top of drip until my drip fantastic
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(Wooh uh yeah uh)
I need all that drip
(Uh drip drip)
I need all them whips
(Yeah whip whip)
I need to be rich bitch
(Ah)
Bitch call me Mr. Fantastic, clique fantastic
Imma grind 'til my f*cking whip fantastic
I won't f*ck you if your f*cking lips look plastic
Drip on top of drip until my drip fantastic
Baddies went and bought a rollie, call em rolie polie olies
Push me I will leave you holey, I ain't talking matrimony
I'm getting cheese bitch (Ugh) but not macaroni
You not my friend nigga, stop acting like you know me
Can't walk a mile in my shoes, you ain't no Naomi
I got big balls, you would probably think a nigga bowling (Strike)
You niggas lame, go get a life
Chop up the beat, without a knife
Jessica Alba please be my wife (Yeah)
Just kidding (Yeah), more like magic mike
When I'm on the mic it's magic, its no lie I give you life
But I'm colder than a blizzard in the winter
Swaggy like Anna Wintour
These niggas losers but I am a winner
I'm the- I'm the- I'm the dude with the bars like it's wifi
Also, that nigga with no rhythm like a white guy
But I'm not Blue Face, no card game but they two-faced
I'm balling, don't need no toupee, I'm balling but this ain't 2K (2K)
Even Stevie can see you're nowhere as good as me (Ugh)
I'll never change like what's under the seat
These niggas watching the aisles, they trynna see my receipts
They trynna copy my style, but they don't do it like me
You want to know why you don't flow, 'cause you ain't fluid/fluent like me
You in the wrong profession, you should probably blow D ('Cause you suck)
Anyway I'm bout to ball bitch, and nigga you a mutt, go fetch the ball bitch (Ball bitch)
(Ooh ooh ohh uh yeah uh)
I need all that drip
(Uh drip drip)
I need all them whips
(Yeah whip whip)
I need to be rich bitch
(Ah)
Bitch call me Mr. Fantastic, dick elastic
Imma grind 'til my f*cking whip fantastic
I won't f*ck you if your f*cking lips look plastic
Drip on top of drip until my drip...
Bitch call me Mr. Fantastic (Yeah my dick) fantastic (Yeah)
Imma grind 'til my f*cking whip fantastic (Ugh)
I won't f*ck you if your f*cking lips look plastic
Drip on top of drip until my drip fantastic
I need all that drip
(Uh drip drip)
I need all them whips
(Yeah whip whip)
I need to be rich bitch
(Ah)
Bitch call me Mr. Fantastic, clique fantastic
Imma grind 'til my f*cking whip fantastic
I won't f*ck you if your f*cking lips look plastic
Drip on top of drip until my drip fantastic
Baddies went and bought a rollie, call em rolie polie olies
Push me I will leave you holey, I ain't talking matrimony
I'm getting cheese bitch (Ugh) but not macaroni
You not my friend nigga, stop acting like you know me
Can't walk a mile in my shoes, you ain't no Naomi
I got big balls, you would probably think a nigga bowling (Strike)
You niggas lame, go get a life
Chop up the beat, without a knife
Jessica Alba please be my wife (Yeah)
Just kidding (Yeah), more like magic mike
When I'm on the mic it's magic, its no lie I give you life
But I'm colder than a blizzard in the winter
Swaggy like Anna Wintour
These niggas losers but I am a winner
I'm the- I'm the- I'm the dude with the bars like it's wifi
Also, that nigga with no rhythm like a white guy
But I'm not Blue Face, no card game but they two-faced
I'm balling, don't need no toupee, I'm balling but this ain't 2K (2K)
Even Stevie can see you're nowhere as good as me (Ugh)
I'll never change like what's under the seat
These niggas watching the aisles, they trynna see my receipts
They trynna copy my style, but they don't do it like me
You want to know why you don't flow, 'cause you ain't fluid/fluent like me
You in the wrong profession, you should probably blow D ('Cause you suck)
Anyway I'm bout to ball bitch, and nigga you a mutt, go fetch the ball bitch (Ball bitch)
(Ooh ooh ohh uh yeah uh)
I need all that drip
(Uh drip drip)
I need all them whips
(Yeah whip whip)
I need to be rich bitch
(Ah)
Bitch call me Mr. Fantastic, dick elastic
Imma grind 'til my f*cking whip fantastic
I won't f*ck you if your f*cking lips look plastic
Drip on top of drip until my drip...
Bitch call me Mr. Fantastic (Yeah my dick) fantastic (Yeah)
Imma grind 'til my f*cking whip fantastic (Ugh)
I won't f*ck you if your f*cking lips look plastic
Drip on top of drip until my drip fantastic
Writer: MaJory Herron
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid