DRIP - Chuckmate: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

DRIP

Hip-Hop/Rap

DRIP was released on April 10, 2026 by Chuckmate as a part of the album DRIP - Single

Song Details

AlbumDRIP - Single

Release DateApril 10, 2026

LabelChuckmate

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM100

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Chuckmate

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Chukwudi Chijindu

Chukwudi Chijindu

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Chukwudi Chijindu

Chukwudi Chijindu

Producer

Lyrics

Yea, yea, yea

Yea, yea, yea

(Drip)

Yea, yea, yea

Yea, yea, yea

(Drip, drip)

Owwwwww!

I ain't gone talk, cuz I got drip

My outfit talk, ain’t gotta move my lips

Why I’m gone talk, my watch too lit

My neck say hi, bank account say bitch!

I ain't gone talk, some words ain’t shit

Ain’t gotta speak much when you move like this

Why I’m gone talk, address my fit

I know they gone talk, when they ain’t done shit!

They be looking at my

Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip

Hundred thou on my

Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist wrist

And my neck too

Lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit

So why I’m gone talk (Why)

My watch too lit (Lit)

My neck say hi, bank account say bitch!

Muhfucka what up! (What up!)

Feelin’ fly for thee occasion (Uh)

Hundred thousand on me feel amazing. Talk about it (Talk)

Henny flowing got the liquor by the cases

Whole crew get to the money but still home pregamin’

Yessuh! (Yessuh!)

Yea the boy about his cake (Uh)

Had to whip the batter up

Now the icing on his plate

All this frostin’ on his neck. You can call that carrot cake

Only drip be on his body all he do is perspirate

Ain’t bout only what you make (Nah)

Calculate up what you take (Uh)

Then invest in what ya save (Yea)

Never sleep before you pray (Woo!)

Never tell them what I net, they can tell he gettin paid

They be tellin’ on the net, you can tell I’m out the way

Hardly ever in the mix, still be mixing up the plays

When I’m friending for a fix, I go sniffing in my safe

Tell the people that I love, don’t be slippin’ if you play

Caution signs around a **** all this drippin’ isn’t safe! (Safe!)

I ain't gone talk, cuz I got drip

My outfit talk, ain’t gotta move my lips

Why I’m gone talk, my watch too lit

My neck say hi, bank account say bitch! (Bitch!)

I ain't gone talk, some words ain’t shit

Ain’t gotta speak much when you move like this

Why I’m gone talk, address my fit

I know they gone talk, when they ain’t done shit!

They be looking at my

Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip

Hundred thou on my

Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist wrist

And my neck too

Lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit

So why I’m gone talk (Why)

My watch too lit (Lit)

My neck say hi, bank account say bitch! (Bitch!)

(Yea)

Stayed down then I put it all in motion

Couple hundred thousand later now

Now they askin’ who my folks is (Haha)

Shhhhh, I need my focus

Tried to bring you all along but you thought the plan was bogus (Uh)

Oh now they tryna eat when his dinner table loaded

Where the fuck you **** was when the bank accounts was frozen (Where)

This Chuck about cheese, not Chuck E. Cheese what you smoking? (Uh huh)

Haters tryna play, he don’t ever give ‘em tokens (Never)

So let’s get shit straight (Straight)

I could talk my shit (Shhhhh)

Or choose to say less cuz my fit gon’ spit

Bitch **** throw fits. Chucky throwin’ down fits

And we really can’t talk if your watch gone tick

We ain’t on the same page if you talk no flips

How you **** talk shine and your pointers don’t hit

See the point about grind. Is to point and get rich

Important thing bout time. Live it up it go quick

Couldn’t handle my cards if that shit was go fish

Call him Chuckmate Curry every shot he shoot, swish! (Swish)

Every bar, any track know his shit is gone hit

E'ry verse, plenty crack like a **** broke shit (Uh)

Never on some broke (Nah)

Potent on some dope shit (Nah)

Naija never carry last. Not a point to be remiss

Bought them assets first. Cash comin’ like a clit

Daalu diamonds got my neck flooded like a bitch

(Daalu diamonds got my neck flooded like a bitch)

Wrist looking like magic, but he nothing like a trick

Tryna burn a **** down all they did was make him drip

Caution signs around a **** don’t be slippin’ on his drip! (Drip!)

OUTRO

I ain't gone talk, cuz I got drip

My outfit talk, ain’t gotta move my lips

Why I’m gone talk, my watch too lit

My neck say hi, bank account say bitch! (Bitch!)

(They be lookin’ at my)

Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip

(Hundred Thou on my)

Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist wrist

(And my neck too)

Lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit

Written by: Chukwudi Chijindu

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