
Lyrics
Loud drip need a mop
Somewhere where it's hot
I gotta walk out the bank with someone 'cause I got a lot
On the plane, that's my job
Touchdown, we gon' shop
I don't even gotta think, I wanna give myself the props
Young man in my DM, baby, I can make him stop
Don't get mad at me, it's not my fault I'm what he want
Pop out with my slimes, I can see Saint Laurent
Third party with my bitches, I need to pay my prom
I done made my mark
Came up from the dark
Windows super dark
I just had to play my part
Y'all don't bite, just bark
Been an alien, a 'Rari
Got green like safari
In a Beamer, can't say sorry
I need one of each
I said I'm the greatest
Circle small, can't breach
Y'all girls way too out of reach
Somewhere on a beach, ayy
Say that I'm a tease
Haters get off me please
I paid all the fees
Loud drip need a mop
Somewhere where it's hot
I gotta walk out the bank with someone 'cause I got a lot
On the plane, that's my job
Touchdown, we gon' shop
I don't even gotta think, I wanna give myself the props
Young man in my DM, baby, I can make him stop
Don't get mad at me, it's not my fault I'm what he want
Pop out with my slimes, I can see Saint Laurent
Third party with my bitches, I need to pay my prom
I been out a year
Made 'em drop the charges
Trappin' and rippin' the road
She said that's her favorite car
Hermès in the seats
Hermès on her arms
Saint Laurent and Gucci
I been in the mall
She been in my DM, shawty actin' like she slime
Told her keep it cool, don't try to push me like you mine
I turned up my P's, everybody shine
Brand new YSL, everybody on the ride
Loud drip need a mop
Somewhere where it's hot
I gotta walk out the bank with someone 'cause I got a lot
On the plane, that's my job
Touchdown, we gon' shop
I don't even gotta think, I wanna give myself the props
Young man in my DM, baby, I can make him stop
Don't get mad at me, it's not my fault I'm what he want
Pop out with my slimes, I can see Saint Laurent
Third party with my bitches, I need to pay my prom
Loud drip need a mop
Somewhere where it's hot
I gotta walk out the bank with someone 'cause I got a lot
On the plane, that's my job
Touchdown, we gon' shop
I don't even gotta think, I wanna give myself the props
Young man in my DM, baby, I can make him stop
Don't get mad at me, it's not my fault I'm what he want
Pop out with my slimes, I can see Saint Laurent
Third party with my bitches, I need to pay my prom
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