[Chorus: RJLDiablo]

Ayy, drip-drop-drip, make it woo up on a bitch

Ayy, blip-blop-blip, we go cool 'til ya got the drip

I got ice, water, milli's, rocks, and drip

I got ice, Fiji, thousands, clocks, that's drip

I got ice, water, milli's, rocks, and drip

I got ice, Fiji, thousands, clocks, that's drip

[Post-Chorus: RJLDiablo & SeaOhDeeWhy]

Me and my bitch rock Gucci and Prada (Prada, uh)

You like MAGA, how much red on your hat? It's a lotta

Pound cake, yeah, I love that, fuck dollars (Skrrt)

Runnin' through the crib, a fuckin' baller (Bro, you got bars)


[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]

Bitch, I got skeletons in my closet

Ho robbed me for my money, no deposit (No)

I called up Rick, told him, "Ross it"

Man, fuck that bar it was dog shit

Threaten me and my life, bitch I ain't afraid to die

Got a gun against my head, "Call your family or I'll fire the .9"

Do I give a fuck? You'll save me from my mob ties

You're only doing good, go frame this as a suicide, bitch

Sriracha and noodles, that's my fuckin' fridge, yеah

Don't come to the crib 'cause I'm fuckin' bitchеs

Got plays overnight, I just hit a lick, bitch

Why hate on me if I'm fuckin' sick, bitch

Bitches hate me, know the name

They'll do anything to blow the fame

Bitches hate me, know the name

It's Diablo, bitch

[Chorus: RJLDiablo & SeaOhDeeWhy]

Ayy, drip-drop, make it woo on a bitch

Ayy, blip-blop, yeah, we go cool, ya got the drip?

I got ice, water, milli's, rocks, and drip (Yeah, the drip)

I got ice, Fiji, thousands, clocks, that's drip (Ooh, lit, lit)

I got ice, water, milli's, rocks, and drip (Drip, drip, drip)

I got ice, Fiji, thousands, clocks, that's drip (Lit, lit, lit, lit)

[Post-Chorus: RJLDiablo & SeaOhDeeWhy]

Me and my bitch rock Gucci and Prada (Prada, uh)

You like MAGA, how much red on your hat? It's a lotta

Pound cake, yeah, I love that, fuck dollars (Skrrt)

Runnin' through the crib, a fuckin' baller

Me and my bitch rock Gucci and Prada

You like MAGA, how much red on your hat? It's a lotta

Pound cake, yeah, I love that, fuck dollars

Runnin' through the crib, a fuckin' baller

[Chorus: RJLDiablo, SeaOhDeeWhy & RJLDiablo & SeaOhDeeWhy]

Ayy, Ric (Drip) Flair (Drop) drip, make it woo on a bitch

Ayy, blip-blop-blip, yeah, we go cool, ya got the drip?

I got ice, water, milli's, rocks, and drip (Yeah, the drip)

I got ice, Fiji, thousands, clocks, that's drip (Ooh, lit, lit)

[Verse 2: RJLDiablo & SeaOhDeeWhy]

Yo, you can hate all you want but I'm still gonna make it (Lit)

SP1CYxXxT3DDY, we see a crown, we gon' take it (Ayy, ayy)

Fucked on his wife, rang him up in the Navy (Bitch)

Told him his bitch cheatin', pour me up my sauce, no gravy (Bitch)

Say all you want, little bitch, but I made it

Yeah, I made it to the top and they hate it

They wanna see me on the ground where their bae be

And everyone that I know, man, they hate me

Ayy, controversial figure, I don't worry 'bout a bitch

I just focus on the money, man, I gotta get rich

Yeah, you be a rebel but you got a bad stitch

You look up to motherfuckers who be fat and they stink

Ayy, and I only care about my drip, drip, drip

You only gotta get fit, fit, fit

No one likes you, bitch, bitch, bitch

Got me kicked but I'ma go pull up, lil' bitch

[Chorus: RJLDiablo & SeaOhDeeWhy]

Ayy, drip-drop, make it woo on a bitch

Ayy, blip-blop, yeah, we go cool, ya got the drip?

I got ice, water, milli's, rocks, and drip (Yeah, the drip)

If they talkin' shit, we gon' pull up on that bitch (Skrrt)


[Verse 3: RJLDiablo]

Why is you talkin'? You don't know me, bro

Why is you talkin'? You don't own me, vro

I never really gave a fuck about you

If he keeps on talkin' then he'll say "bye" to his toes

This is what happens when you mix suburbs and hood

Sometimes it goes bad and sometimes it goes good

You talkin' shit about me, shit, I know, blud

Most my clothes are blue, so I guess I am no Blood

And I know some people tried to pattern me up

Boy, you gotta lose weight, else we'll fatten you up

And you stick by his side when shit gets tough

You gotta go on your own and stop them bluffs

Boy, I'm talkin' my shit, boy, I'm talkin' so lit (Go)

This ain't Among Us but you lookin' so sus

It's hard to find someone who we can trust

'Cause everyone's a fed up in these ends

Man, I just wish I could have one friend

[Chorus: RJLDiablo & SeaOhDeeWhy]

Ayy, drip-drop, make it woo on a bitch

Ayy, blip-blop, yeah, we go cool, ya got the drip?

I got ice, water, milli's, rocks, and drip (Yeah, the drip)

If they talkin' shit, we gon' pull up on that bitch (Skrrt)

Drip-drop-drip