Highle - Drip from My Father Lyrics

I get the drip from my father
I been a boss since a toddler
I turn that bitch to a gobbler
I pass the rock I'm a baller
Balenciaga on my tee
Off white on my feet
Wood grain leather seats
Can't nobody f*ck with me
350 each bottle with Voss
All of my niggas are bosses
Gold grills on my teeth
Had to floss
I don't give a f*ck what it cost
I had the work and I flipped it
Hermes belt cost me 850
This whole outfit cost me a ticket
Most of my money is filthy
I get the drip from my father
I been a boss since a toddler
I turn that bitch to a gobbler
I pass the rock I'm a baller
Balenciaga on my tee
Off white on my feet
Wood grain leather seats
Can't nobody f*ck with me
Can't nobody f*ck with me
Can't nobody f*ck with me
Can't nobody f*ck with me, no
Can't nobody f*ck with me
Can't wait till I cop me a Tesla
That bitch on me cus I'm next up
I flip that work like a wrestler
I push that weight
Bitch I'm flexed up
I'm about to ball this my season
Bad bitch on me like a demon
An eye for an eye now we even
As soon as I blow I ain't leaving
I get so high I'm on Mars
Highle the goat I'm a star
She ride like a bull she a Taurus
Run up the green like forest
I still get that work
For the low low
F*ck with my dough
Thats a no no
I got these hoes taking photos
I could do all this shit solo
I get the drip from my father
I been a boss since a toddler
I turn that bitch to a gobbler
I pass the rock I'm a baller
Balenciaga on my tee
Off white on my feet
Wood grain leather seats
Can't nobody f*ck with me
Can't nobody f*ck with me
Can't nobody f*ck with me
Can't nobody f*ck with me, no
Can't nobody f*ck with me