Can't Touch This Drip

Lyrics

Verse 1:

Ayy, juice on the beat, hoe

Deebo, any rap shit, she a free throw

Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro"

Nail a bitch to the cross, she walk around like Teezo

What’s up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton?

Can’t catch the drip, you got no hands

I ain’t got opps, I got all fans

Flexin’ on these fools, make ‘em dance, no chance


Chorus:

You’re not like us, you can’t touch this

Ballin’ on the daily, yeah, we clutch, bitch

Talkin’ big game, but you sound like dust

When we pull up, boy, you know what’s up


Verse 2:

Got the squad rollin’ deep, we some real thugs

While you fakin’ like you tough, but you soft like rugs

Ain’t no love for these snitches, we just send ‘em home

Just another lost soul, now you all alone

Bitches in the back, they all know my name

While you out here trippin’, just chasin’ that fame

I’m the king of this shit, got the world in my palm

You a small-time player, can’t compete with my charm


Chorus:

You’re not like us, you can’t touch this

Ballin’ on the daily, yeah, we clutch, bitch

Talkin’ big game, but you sound like dust

When we pull up, boy, you know what’s up


Verse 3:

Runnin’ laps ‘round your ass, yeah, we outta sight

While you sleepin’ on the grind, we be up all night

Profanity spill, got that lyrical venom

When I step to the mic, I’m the motherfuckin’ problem

You ain’t built for this, jumpin’ in the ring

I’m a heavyweight champ, and you just a fling

Flexin’ with the fam, you just sittin’ in the bleachers

We some savage-ass niggas, call us lyrical creatures


Chorus:

You’re not like us, you can’t touch this

Ballin’ on the daily, yeah, we clutch, bitch

Talkin’ big game, but you sound like dust

When we pull up, boy, you know what’s up


Outro:

So step aside, lil’ dude, you ain't got the guts

In this game of thrones, you just lost with no cuts

You’re a ghost in the shadows, we the ones who shine

You’re not like us, boy, know your place in this line.