Drip lyrics

[Intro: P Fizzle]
P Fizzle, chicken mouth (Ca-caw)
Turn up the crowd
Denaro, where the love at?

[Chorus: P Fizzle]
Tick, tock, tick, Rollie on my wrist
I just might take your b*tch, she hopped in my whip
Fifteen hundred on some kicks, designer my drip
I just bought a Glock extent and it's on my hip
Ice up on my neck, drip, faucet
Racks up in my pocket, Ben Franklin keep callin'
b*tches in the lobby, they blow me like hot coffee
The drip, you can't stop it, so f*ck n*gga, stop it

[Verse 1: P Fizzle]
I like how she blow me, I'ma drip it slowly
No preview, no sneak peek, two hoes f*ck on one sh*t
Dr. Dre, you get beat, yellow Lamb', it in the streets
And these n*ggas, they fake as hell, spin 'em around, CD
Every time I get on the beat, n*ggas know that I'ma rap
I got the guns, I ride around up in this b*tch, shooters that's up to crack
Drop 'em, beat the case, they like, "Fizzle, 'less I yell, it's on the way"
It's on the way, if a n*gga damn play, YBN, they gon' spray
Them n*ggas weak, when they with that n*gga, swear they on beast mode
Just like some clothes, they fold, drippin' from head to toe
Where I get it from, who knows? Just it help meet at the door
Drippin' sauce on the go, ayy, that's a top, ayy, that's a bottle
Chicken Master rock and go, slug, yeah, these young n*ggas look thug
Shout-out Denaro, n*gga know that P Fizzle the plug
Just like a tub, he got scrubbed, b*tch, I drip in the club
[Chorus: P Fizzle]
Tick, tock, tick, Rollie on my wrist
I just might take your b*tch, she hopped in my whip
Fifteen hundred on some kicks, designer my drip
I just bought a Glock extent and it's on my hip
Ice up on my neck, drip, faucet
Racks up in my pocket, Ben Franklin keep callin'
b*tches in the lobby, they blow me like hot coffee
The drip, you can't stop it, so f*ck n*gga, stop it

[Verse 2: YBN Almighty Jay]
Chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
b*tch, I'm the sh*t like a pigeon, all this drip look like a fishy
I went from rags to riches, hop out the back with b*tches
I blew up that b*tch on Instagram, she callin' my phone, she goin' ham
Call up P Fizzle, that choppa direct, it blew like a missile
b*tch, what's your issue? All the drip on me, ha-choo, need a tissue
Ho, you a dog, I gave her a bone, she sucked off the gristle
She got a lil' ass, she gon' put it up but can't make it jiggle
Tock, tick, choppa, chopstick
Just suck my di*k and get out since you want that thot sh*t
Keep flexin' with that last pistol, you ain't gon' pop sh*t
Shoo, shoo, drip, ooh, yeah

[Chorus: P Fizzle]
Tick, tock, tick, Rollie on my wrist
I just might take your b*tch, she hopped in my whip
Fifteen hundred on some kicks, designer my drip
I just bought a Glock extent and it's on my hip
Ice up on my neck, drip, faucet
Racks up in my pocket, Ben Franklin keep callin'
b*tches in the lobby, they blow me like hot coffee
The drip, you can't stop it, so f*ck n*gga, stop it
[Outro]
Denaro, where the love at?