Drip Drop Poundside Pop (Ft. Trippie Redd)

[Intro: Poundside Pop]
Zoo Gang

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Water on my neck, they won't drip again
I rock Saint Laurent, black cardigan
In the night time, hoppin' out that Don' again
Cartier frames, six point on my lens
In that 'Vette with them baguettes, I can't do no Benz
When she come around, she better bring some friends (Friends)
All that love shit, I promise I ain't on that shit, oh
I ain't on that, uh (Oh)
I ain't on that, uh (Oh)
I ain't on that, uh (Oh, oh)

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, uh, I can't do no lovin', want none on the block (Block)
Shawty reachin' for my dick and end up grabbin' Glock (Glock, haha, grab that shit, bitch)
Lil' bitch, quit playin', know it's one up top (Top)
Got some shooters on surveillance, they don't like the opps
Know we on that shit, fully loaded with the stick
My lil' homie still a jit, he'll hit you with the blick (Blick, ah)
Tryna blow your ass a kiss, and it hiss, it don't miss (Ah), that's what you get for tryna diss (Diss)
Know we on some shit (Shit), I was broke as fuck and now I'm rich (I'm rich)
Five bands'll leave you in a ditch (A ditch), know I keep the stick (Stick, bah)
Know that bitch a drac', it keep a kick (Kick), none of my brothers fell out 'bout no bitch (No bitch, bah), if it's lit I keep a BIC (Yeah)
All my diamonds gleemin', man, they gliss (Gliss, ah)
Cherish life, it's beautiful, it's bliss, new Patek on my wrist (14, skrrt, uh, 14, yeah)