Drip Chronicles

[Verse]
Got gold on my wrist, wrist game so bold,
Stacks in the safe, money never folds,
Lambo doors up, like wings they lift,
Whole crew lit, vibes too swift.
[Verse 2]
In the kitchen cookin', chef moves precise,
On the block, grindin', never have to think twice,
Got a queen by my side, heart iced out,
Flow sick like flu, no doubt 'bout clout.
[Chorus]
Drip so hard, might flood the block,
Gems on my chain, make haters flock,
Bags stay heavy, cash moves fast,
We built this empire, forever will last.
[Verse 3]
Hustlin' tight, from dawn till dusk,
Diamonds on my neck, ain't no rust,
Phone goes ping, another deal struck,
Swagger on a hundred, we don't give a...
[Bridge]
Life in the fast lane, pedal to the floor,
Enemies lurk, but we roar and soar,
Bentleys and Benz, the fleet elite,
In this trap game, we can’t be beat.
[Verse 4]
Living lavish, bottles pop like fire,
Crews get jealous, but we inspire,
From the gutter to the peaks, rise so tall,
Started from nothin', now we ball.