New Drip

LETRA

New Drip

[Chorus]
I got that new drip
Shooter pop out with the pool stick
FNN, Draco, extended 30 and it sittin’ on my hip
Thirty-five thousand for the brand new Rollie, wrist

Bust down my wrist, I flex like Wrestlemania
I might just go to take the jet to Australia
Young Drako, ni*** know I’m international
Pull up and serve a pint, know that I’m taxin’ them

[Verse 1]
Hop in Bugatti, push it to the maximum
Young Drako, ni*** I’m drippin’ blood just like Dracula
In the kitchen, in the trap with a spatula
Whippin’ up dope, it’s looking spectacular

Bitch in London fell in love with (?)
Count a hundred fifty K, smoking dope, watching cameras
I’m sippin’ codeine and smoking on cannabis
Jump on a private jet and (?)

[Chorus]
I got that new drip
Shooter pop out with the pool stick
FNN, Draco, extended 30 and it sittin’ on my hip
Thirty-five thousand for the brand new Rollie, wrist

Bust down my wrist, I flex like Wrestlemania
I might just go to take the jet to Australia
Young Drako, ni*** know I’m international
Pull up and serve a pint, know that I’m taxin’ them

[Verse 2]
Balenci’ my feet, I put it together
Young Drako, ni*** I trap any weather
He made the wrong move, you already know I’ma kill him
Slide in that Bentley, they think drug dealing

Young Drako, ni*** you know I’m that ni***
I pop out the cut with my finger on triggers
Flex on that ni***, I made a quarter million
Slide through the city, a matte black Bentley

Black (?) like Batman
Stand in the kitchen, I beat up the pack, man
Young Drako, ni*** I trap with a strap, man
Pinky ring sittin’ on my wrist cost a black Jag’

Nigga, we drop them bombs just like Baghdad (Boom!)
We shootin’ first, ni*** no we don’t clap back
Walk in the VIP, broke ni*** back-back
I got a hundred and fifty thousand in my backpack

Smoking on backwoods, rolling up dope, serving good crack
Serving the junkies and fuc*** the hoodrats
(?), you know that I took that
Nigga fell off, ain’t (?)

Eliante got me shining for real
Run up on Drako, get popped like a pill
Make the wrong move, boy this shit could get real
I went and dropped a ticket on my ear

Pour up a pint, I’m sippin’ lean not beer
Pull up on plug, then I disappear
VVS diamond, they looking so clear
Bust down my Rollie, it’s looking like burr

A hundred fifty thousand Richard Mille
Zone 1 was signing apartments and trap with the steel
I cannot stop ‘til I get a billion
Stupid ass mansion with racks to the ceiling

[Chorus]
I got that new drip
Shooter pop out with the pool stick
FNN, Draco, extended 30 and it sittin’ on my hip
Thirty-five thousand for the brand new Rollie, wrist

Bust down my wrist, I flex like Wrestlemania
I might just go to take the jet to Australia
Young Drako, ni*** know I’m international
Pull up and serve a pint, know that I’m taxin’ them