Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Drip Creator , by - NLE Choppa. Release date: 05.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Drip Creator |
| Zaytoven |
| I’m the drip creator, ooh |
| I’m the drip creator |
| Oh, yeah, yeah |
| I’m tied with money, yeah, yeah |
| Ayy (Ayy) |
| Ayy (Ayy) |
| I’m tryna get money, don’t care bout the fame |
| Fucked the first night and I don’t know her name |
| I’m popping these Percs to ease all this pain |
| Pimpin' these bitches, I need me a cane |
| Broken down bad I need me a plate |
| Keep me a shooter like kids mess with clay |
| Chasing this bag and stay out the way |
| These niggas, they hate, just look at they face |
| Dripping too much got your main bitch looking |
| Soon as you look you know that she took it |
| Niggas throwing C’s, crippin' like |
| Hall of fame shooters don’t fuck with no rookies |
| Shooting my .20, but my dice is crooked |
| Niggas sneak dissing, they really some pussies |
| Bullets to his head, just like a hoodie |
| Running your pockets we need all your goodies |
| Kicked her out the spot, I gave her the boot |
| My nigga like Bloc, they ready to shoot |
| Send a hit, and then we watch it go poof |
| Feds pick me up, and I don’t gave a clue |
| Spending the flavors, sipping on liquors |
| Shocking the game, I don’t need a taser |
| All orange like a Florida Gator |
| Look at my drip, I’m the drip creator |
| Drip creator, yeah I’m the drip creator |
| Ayy, I’m the drip creator |
| Ayy, I’m the drip creator |
| Drip creator, all orange like a Florida Gator |
| Ayy, uhh ahh |
| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, ayy |
| Going back in you thought I was finished |
| Since a youngin' been a menace like Dennis |
| Got me some racks, I ain’t talkin' bout titties |
| look like some titties |
| Free the fucking case, sexual harassment |
| Pull up and shoot like I’m Tyler Harris |
| Boy want some smoke? |
| Yeah he got static |
| Bullets make him go «He-he, who who» |
| That’s the Michael Jackson |
| Yeah, He-he, who who |
| That’s the Michael Jackson |
| Choppa the man, Choppa too smooth |
| Choppa the man, Choppa too smooth |
| Choppa the man, Choppa too smooth, smooth, yeah |
| I’m that nigga, ayy |
| I’m the pussy killer |
| I’m a realer |
| Earned my stripes like a zebra |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |