Bankroll Freddie Feat. Dolph, Lil Baby "Drip Like Dis" Remix (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)

I spent two million on watches

My walk-in closet look like Neiman Marcus (damn)

I mixed the Dolce and Gabbana with Prada (damn)

I came from selling kush out the apartments (damn)

I made my mama a promise

I was a trap nigga when I came out of her stomach

Balenciaga my jacket, my jeans, and my runners

In my neighborhood, I run it (it's Dolph)

Gotta have a check just to drip like this (yuh)

A quarter milli' killed my wrist (woo)

Dope boy shit, you ain't built like this

Fear of God on me 'cause I don't fear shit

Whoa (ayy), whoa (ayy), whoa (ayy), whoa (ayy)

I wear the Richard Mille when I'm rockin' Tom Ford (uh)

I wear the AP when I'm drippin' in Dior (uh)

This a double-R, don't slam my door (yeah, yeah)

Left the strip club, lot of money on the floor (cake)

Bought my bitch a Rollie and put ice around her throat (woo)

Drop-top Benz parked at the corner store (skrrt)

Gotta have a bag just to look like this (yeah)

Shit look like glass on my wrist (water)

We was movin' bags of the gas in the trenches

And all of the Glocks come with an extension (yuh)

Cost a lil' money, get your drip like this, huh

Icebox drip on my wrist

Walk up in the club and I drip on a bitch

You know I'm a P, I might pimp on a bitch

Cost a lil' money, get your drip like this

(Drip like this, drip like this) drip, drip

Cost a lil' money, get your drip like this

(Drip like this, drip like this) drip, drip (Baby)

Cost a lil' money just to drip like this

You know I had to pop my shit

Louis store trippin', I just spent 'bout sixty

You know I had to drip my bitch

Cartier glass and Cartier wrist

I know I got Cartier piss

We keep bustin' all the shit now

I be puttin' it on, I don't get styled

Woo, woo, closet bigger than a penthouse

I show other niggas how to drip now

Sold a lot of pounds and bust my wrist down

I walk in, I feel like I'm the shit now

Took a lot of trips just to get like this

Had to buy a bag 'cause the racks don't fit

'Fit so fly, might mack on a bitch

Pack come in, got the stash house filled

Dropped the head on the Rolls truck, came through, killed 'em

Four by four came tall, not a lift-kit

Trackhawk fast, on some young nigga rich shit

Lamb' truck look like a shark, I'm a big fish

Wonder is they mad 'cause I'm lit or my bitch rich?

Or they mad I'm the man how I killed shit

'Cause I spent ten bands on an outfit

Or I'm still gettin' cash on bad tip

Cost a lil' money, get your drip like this, huh

Icebox drip on my wrist

Walk up in the club and I drip on a bitch

You know I'm a P, I might pimp on a bitch

Cost a lil' money, get your drip like this

(Drip like this, drip like this) drip, drip

Cost a lil' money, get your drip like this

(Drip like this, drip like this) drip, drip