Blood from the father, got me dripping Kool-Aid
Spirit stich me up with the drip, no first aid
I've been really working hard since the first day
Boy I been about my game, check the instant replay
Always singing sad songs like you Coldplay
Wanna wake up in the storm check the weather snow days
Now I gotta give him all my worship Sunday
Wait a minute, you ain't get it, you be praising somedays
Said I got the drip, got the drip, got the drip
Now I'm spitting fire with the lord on my lips
Gotta burn the tires cause the rubbers getting thin
Got a brotha dripping with the way I get it in, get it in, get it in
I be going hard like a super solider, now I gotta carry like a baby in a stroller
I be coaching Erik Spoelstra, cause i gotta take it over
If they wanna stay the same then I tell e'm game over
feeling kinda different cause I gotta different vision
You be chilling with the fans, while I'm chilling with the Christians
Please don't take it shaky, I just do it on the daily
Said I gotta thank my Lord that he keep me dripping crazy
Said I got the drip, got the drip, got the drip
Now I'm spitting fire with the lord on my lips
Gotta burn the tires cause the rubbers getting thin
Got a brotha dripping with the way I get it in
Said I got the drip, got the drip, got the drip
Now I'm spitting fire with the lord on my lips
Gotta burn the tires cause the rubbers getting thin
Got a brotha dripping with the way I get it in, get it in, get it in
Now I got the drip
Now I got the drip, drip, drip
Praises on my lips
Praises on my lips woot, woot
Tires getting thin
Tires getting thin oh my God
Get it in, get it in, get it in
Said I got the drip, holy water off my lips
Spit the fire with the truth, got my bible then I dip, ha
Laughing at my style, I ain't mad ion trip
Cause it's crazy how my flow got e'm shouting off the rip
Said the want the big chains, I'm wit it
Now the want the whole thang, I flipped it
I got Jesus on my mind, got them diamonds on my wrist
Ain't nobody finna tell me, be a Christian with no drip
Why you really worried how I'm dressed, I'm blessed
Christians always gotta get approved, impressed
But my music staying on the move, say less
Educated man without a doubt, I guess
Said I got the drip, got the drip, got the drip
Now I'm spitting fire with the lord on my lips
Gotta burn the tires cause the rubbers getting thin
Got a brotha dripping with the way I get it in
Said I got the drip, got the drip, got the drip
Now I'm spitting fire with the lord on my lips
Gotta burn the tires cause the rubbers getting thin
Got a brotha dripping with the way I get it in, get it in, get it in
Now I got the drip
Now I got the drip, drip, drip
Praises on my lips
Praises on my lips woot, woot
Tires getting thin
Tires getting thin oh my God
Get it in, get it in, get it in