Look at all this drip, they don't know how much it cost I don't have a job but I still feel like a boss I can't leave the crib 'cause they know that I'm a star If it's ever beef, we gon' pull up where you are Look at all this drip, they don't know how much it cost I don't have a job but I still feel like a boss I can't leave the crib 'cause they know that I'm a star If it's ever beef, we gon' pull up where you are And the roof, it came with stars, homie smoking out the jar Like my chain with a charm, [?] look at my arm And my crib so fucking big, think that shit came with a farm Balenciagas on my feet when I'm rocking Mary Gs Gucci on the shirt, leather seats on the Ferrari I can't leave the crib, everyday I throw a party I'ma fuck his bitch and I prolly won't say sorry Diamonds me, I'm making 20 a week Look at this drip, bitch, you do not have for free I get the guap a lot, I get to shop a lot I like to show off, I don't talk a lot Bitch, I am a boss I don't have a fucking job All this fucking wallet that I'm drippin', get a mop Get a mop for this shit, 'cause I'm drippin' like a leak I walk into the club, tell your bitch to take a seat Look at all this drip, they don't know how much it cost I don't have a job but I still feel like a boss I can't leave the crib 'cause they know that I'm a star If it's ever beef, we gon' pull up where you are Look at all this drip, they don't know how much it cost I don't have a job but I still feel like a boss I can't leave the crib 'cause they know that I'm a star If it's ever beef, we gon' pull up where you are And the roof, it came with stars, homie smoking out the jar Like my chain with a charm, [?] look at my arm And my crib so fucking big, think that shit came with a farm Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah They used to hate me when I was small Now there's some people watching me ball Now his fuckin' bitch always wanna call Yeah, I'm on my grind, yeah, I can never fall They was steady hating, I don't wanna roll Gotta get my bacon, selling out shows I can't trust no soul, run up, let the pole blow Diamonds on my neck, bitch, I make it fuckin' snow Yeah, I got no bros, yeah, I got no hoes Big boss livin' alone, don't hit my phone Went ghost mode, Gucci wallet can't fold Bitch you ran up and you told, Gucci wallet can't fold Look at all this drip, they don't know how much it cost I don't have a job but I still feel like a boss I can't leave the crib 'cause they know that I'm a star If it's ever beef, we gon' pull up where you are Look at all this drip, they don't know how much it cost I don't have a job but I still feel like a boss I can't leave the crib 'cause they know that I'm a star If it's ever beef, we gon' pull up where you are And the roof, it came with stars, homie smoking out the jar Like my chain with a charm, [?] look at my arm And my crib so fucking big, think that shit came with a farm