Lord Byron - Drippin' in Gold Lyrics

I got a feeling I'm on, I'm gonna blow and be rich as I want
Eat me some filet mignon, fly on a jet, and buy Yves St Laurent
Do what I want, do what I please
Cop me a pent house suite out in Belize
Gotta believe
These are the things that I want and I know that I'm gonna achieve I
I got to succeed
Get me some dollars and euros and pounds and then bounce because I gotta leave
Woah , I got to go and see how fast this Ferrari is out on the road
Woah, I got a Rolex, I'm a go flex on these bitches and hoes
Woah, all a nigga really want is to be dripping in gold

F*ck all you niggas and bitches and hos and you posers ain't none of you real as us
You keep looking at your glass half empty, but in my cup it keep filling up
That's why you hate, f*cking ingrate, I give f*ck you if feeling us
We just tryna stack our dough from the floor to the ceiling up
Ain't no quitting I'm killing em, I will not stop until I get all rid of them
Step against me and you better believe that for these niggas doom will be imminent
F*ck a subliminal, anything that I say you niggas better take literal
I pity the fool when I look at you, cause I swear you niggas is pitiful
I'm A team, you B team
That means you beneath me
I got to teach these niggas a lesson I guess you could call me Feenie
I stay with the Nina, I'm not John Cena, tell a f*ck nigga come see me
Oh you think that I'm just playing, bitch you better believe me

I got a feeling I'm on, I'm gonna blow and be rich as I want
Eat me some filet mignon, fly on a jet, and buy Yves St Laurent
Do what I want, do what I please
Cop me a pent house suite out in Belize
Gotta believe
These are the things that I want and I know that I'm gonna achieve I
I got to succeed
Get me some dollars and euros and pounds and then bounce because I gotta leave
Woah , I got to go and see how fast this Ferrari is out on the road
Woah, I got a Rolex, I'm a go flex on these bitches and hoes
Woah, all a nigga really want is to be dripping in gold

Give me the loot, give the cash, I need the money bag (money bag)
Cause I make you move, I make you dance, ay yo dj just keep bumping that
Matter fact run it back, better do as I say cause you don't want it come to that
I got the machete inside the Mercedes, I'll chop them all down like a lumberjack
The chopper go (brat), oh shit is your blood on the mat
Cause I be like Urkel if I should murk you, I'm like yo did I do that
It must have been, cause all I'm seeing around me is just some f*ck niggas suffering
If you don't like me then fight me, just know that I'm gonna establish my dominance
A prominent fixture, I got the juice, I got the elixir
I got a flow that's off the Richter, I think I just caused a fissure
I'm so official, I swear to god all I need whistle
Hit em with tech if they disrespect or if they have an issue
I'm mamba, your Kobe
I'm Kunta, your Toby
We're pretty much one in the same, but no matter what you will always be below me
Bbblow me, y'all niggas is turning me back to the old me
No you do not know me, so f*ck you pay me, thats all you owe me

I got a feeling I'm on, I'm gonna blow and be rich as I want
Eat me some filet mignon, fly on a jet, and buy Yves St Laurent
Do what I want, do what I please
Cop me a pent house suite out in Belize
Gotta believe, these are the things that I want and I know that I'm gonna achieve I I got to succeed
Get me some dollars and euros and pounds and then bounce
Because I gotta leave
Woah, I got to go and see how fast this Ferrari is out on the road
Woah, I got a Rolex, I'm a go flex on these bitches and hoes
Woah, all a nigga really want is to be dripping in gold

Im in it to win it, I don't know no limits
No I will not finish, I'm running a business
I'm out here to get it, now don't you forget
Or you will regret it, now get embedded and let it just set in
BQ is the set that I'm repping, best get to stepping
Now move, bitch don't f*ck with me I got nothing to lose