Lyrics:

Yeah, yeah

I got woodgrain and my diamonds, Damier BuckleCoupe quarter milly, my Goyard duffle
I won again so you still gotta shuffle
Born with the drip and just learned how to hustle
Look at your bitch through these Dior bifocals
I get me some Henn, she bend that shit over
They say lately I been lookin` like dollars
Pinstripe high waters, I dress like a golfer
We drive them foreigns, ain`t no more Impalas
They ain`t have the new born but I got baby bottles
Shoppin` at Barney, I drip like a model
Watch how I drip when I hit that Met Gala
Codeine I sip with my lip, don`t get splattered
Doctor told me I got l lean in my bladder
Run through this cash like family don`t matter
I got your best feel the same, payin` together
Hop out the tag, my partner just swear
Baby blue Jag made my mama feel better
Fucked a snow bunny at my show at Coachella
VVS damn they pointers in my bezel
We move too fast, it get slimy as ever
Life is too grimy, I watch for the devil
It`s a Rolls Royce, and it comes with umbrellas
2018 and that Porsche Carrera

Goyard pouch
Racks in the quarter ounce
Two accounts
Large amounts, ooh
Shop around
Designer down, ooh
Drip or drown
Drip or drown

Killin` these hoes, need to call paramedics
New Fendi runners, I feel athletic
Run that shit up, bought my partner a Patek
Blowin` this cash, it was times we ain`t have it
Got twenty-one bitches, I must be a savage
Cook in the kitchen, the dope smell like acid
Pourin` this Hi-Tech, I`m sippin`, relaxin`
Vibes in LA, Gunna fuckin` the baddest
F&N plastic, put him in a casket
I wiped his nose quickly, pass him a napkin (slime)
Got an addiction, in love with this fashion
Prayin` for all of my bros like we Catholic
Lifetime of has `cause you always be cappin`
Niggas ain`t eatin`, stop cappin`, you ain`t fastin`
Can`t get no sleep `cause my life is all action
See how shit happened, I made it in rappin`
Goyard pouch
Racks in the quarter ounce

Two accounts
Large amounts, ooh
Shop around
Designer down, ooh
Drip or drown
Drip or drown