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.