My drip is not Philipp Lyme, my drip is Givenchy My drip is hard, your slut is in love Bitch, I walk into the boutique and eat KFC This is not a hype, I'm high from the gasoline This is not a Gucci jogger, no, this is a Nike tag 50 things in the bag, everything fits, no small I lick a fat thing, little slut, all good I'm Zip, H.P.R. and my sweater is from Rue That I'm so *** up, doesn't matter She comes from the village and from the meeting is the house I'm on a few lines, I often tell her This is my money dance This is not a fuckboy drip, bitch, this is taste And I throw diamonds in the basement, knock the bottles on the wall I'm drip, H.P.R., five grams are risky for you Your friends need a board and your colleague is a cupboard I run fast on her top and her legs are the best I know I'm drunk, but we're wasting time here I'll take you with me today, little piece of *** on karma She says she only wears Balenciaga That I'm so *** up, doesn't matter She comes from the village and from the meeting is the house I'm Zip, H.P.R. and my sweater is from Rue That I'm so *** up, doesn't matter She comes from the village and from the meeting is the best I know I'm drunk, but we're wasting time here I'll take you with me today, little piece of *** on karma She says she only wears Balenciaga That I'm so *** up, doesn't matter She comes from the village and from the meeting is the best I know I'm drunk, but we're wasting time here Ayy, ayy, dance, dance, dance Ayy, ayy, dance, dance, dance