Dripped Out lyrics

Intro:
Zoom on me, Boom on this track, feeling like crackhead
Fashion is an art, style is a passion, I’m well-read. (Let’s get this b*tch started)

Verse 1:
Being talented, narcissistic and hot is really that hard
Versace silk shirts with Chanel perfume, feelin’ like a summer day
The best ones are problematic, for me, I would take your life
God told me to follow the Christ, but I been followin’ Dior since I was a child. (Follow the Christ)

Chorus:
I’mma dripped out player!
So blessed by money, I live in my own utopia
It’s my world, my problems, my rules
And thеse motherf*ckers who think I’m a fool

Vеrse 2:
Be good, be bad, just be
I been havin’ gangsta fever since I was a non-believer
Lowlife motherf*cker, I’m difficult, but who really cares
I’mma fashion killer, and she a born sinner
It’s my world, my problems, my rules and these motherf*ckers who think I’m a fool

Chorus:
I’mma dripped out, player!
So blessed by money, I live in my own utopia
It’s my world, my problems, my rules
And these motherf*ckers who think I’m a fool
Bridge:
Be high, be loud and never be insecure
Versace, Dior, Gucci, Chanel, I got more

Outro:
I’mma dripped out, player!
Zoom on me, Boom on this track, feeling like crackhead
It’s my world, my problems, my rules
And these motherf*ckers who think I’m a fool