KTM Drip Lyrics

KTM Drip Lyrics by Juice WRLD is a brand-new English Rap song in the voice of popular rapper Juice WRLD, featured in the album “The Party Never Ends”. Music of this song produced by Nick Mira while lyrics penned down by Juice WRLD. After released on November 29, 2024 accompanied by a music video, “KTM Drip” quickly gained popularity in United States, Canada, United Kingdom, Australia, India, Germany, Brazil, Japan & South Korea.

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[Intro]
Perky me in (Uh)
Let me in (Woah)
How the f*ck you hatin’ outside the club? (Woah)
Drugs knockin’ at my door, need to let me in
Need to let me in, woah (You can’t even get in)
Slatt, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Pills knockin’ at my door, I’m finna let ’em in (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
Ballin’ hard, feel like D. Rose, I need a letterman (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah)
I can’t f*ck that b!tch if she don’t give me her consent (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah)
Half of these hoes don’t even give me erection (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, they don’t get me hard)
If you with that shit, then up your gat, let it spit, oh (Yeah, yeah)
I know n!ggas bangin’ they flags like Confederate, oh (Slatt)
Brand-new house, it’s on the Hills, just got the settlements off (Rich)
Lately, I’ve been ridin’ dirt bikes, G-Money told me, “Don’t fall off” (Yee-haw, skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse 1]
That two-door with no tints, oh (No tints)
She sucked me up in my G-Wagon, no tints, oh
I see all through the shade, ain’t no tints, oh
Pull up in that Beamer with the tints, oh (Skrrt)
I heard you got a new whip, we shoot the tints off (Grrah, grrah)
I know that b!tch shakin’ ass up out the window (Yeah, yeah)
I’m takin’ W’s and her win’s low (Yeah, yeah)
I order b!tches like they on the menu (Yeah, yeah), yeah
Took that b!tch to Miami (What?), just to have a threesome (Yeah)
I got bad b!tches on deck, do you need one?
Matter of fact, I got so many hoes, I’ll sell you one, you keep one
That b!tch don’t need me, that lil’ ho’ need Jesus, ayy
VVS on my wrist, ain’t get no Jesus pieces, ayy
Need me a chocolate thing, ain’t talkin’ Reese’s Pieces, ayy
I don’t f*ck with none of these n!ggas like I’m racist, ayy (Yeah)
My songs on that bad b!tch playlist (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Pills knockin’ at my door, I’m finna let ’em in (Yeah, yeah)
Ballin’ hard, feel like D. Rose, I need a letterman (Yee-haw)
I can’t f*ck that b!tch if she don’t give me her consent (Yee-haw)
Half of these hoes don’t even give me erection (Yeah, yeah)
If you with that shit, then up your gat, let it spit, oh (Grrah, grrah)
I know n!ggas bangin’ they flags like Confederate, oh (Slatt, slatt)
Brand-new house, it’s on the Hills, just got the settlements off (Rich, rich)
Lately, I’ve been ridin’ dirt bikes, G-Money told me, “Don’t fall off”

[Verse 2]
I been on my KTM drip, hopefully I don’t fall off (Yeah, skrrt)
In the desert, on a dirt bike with an AR, lettin’ it all off (Woah, woah, grrah)
My lil’ b!tch’ll set you up, yeah, she a dog, oh (Woah, woah, she a dog)
Get you in the bedroom, just to shoot your balls off
Pause, come back home, tell me you dead, my d*** is in her jaw (Uh-huh)
I could never end up like my dad, I’m too much of a boss (Uh-huh)
Oxycodone all up in my head, I’m scratchin’ through the walls (Uh-huh)
High as hell, on my phone, groupies tryna get in my drawers (Woah)
Foreign b!tch up in my Snapchat, showin’ as* (What the f*ck else?)
I know she don’t love me for real, she just want the bag (What the f*ck else?)
She gon’ do me and my team for a Louis bag (What the f*ck else?)
Grip the chopper with the beam, this new Louis bag (Louis bag, oh)
I go shoppin’ everywhere, I don’t look at tags
Wear it once, then throw it away, I don’t take it back (Uh-huh)
Said she loved me, stupid b!tch, you should take it back (Uh)
I’ma drop you off wherever the f*ck I met you at (Oh)
Call a Uber for that b!tch, she gotta go, go, go (She gotta go)
Do the dash through her life, I’m on go, go, go, uh (That b!tch gotta go, oh)
Iffy, uh, sticky tucked, I’m on Gummo mode (I’m on Gummo mode)
My closet like a motherf*ckin’ gun show, oh (Like a gun show)
Uh, I’ma spin her (Huh), shawty sweeter than a bag full of apple fritters (Oh, oh, yeah)
I told her racist as* dad that she f*cked a n!gga (Yeah, oh)
I also told ’em that it’s been my pleasure f*ckin’ with her (Yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She said she wanna have my d*** for dinner (Uh)
I’ma serve it to her like a plate of chicken gizzards (Uh)
Grandma, if you listenin’, I’m sorry, I’m a sinner (Uh)
God ain’t done with me yet, give Him a couple winters
Uh, just became a winner (Ayy, ayy)
They wasn’t f*ckin’ me when my pockets was hurtin’ (Uh)
Now I get to pick ’em out, freaky and nerdy (Uh-huh)
You should take your girl to the dentist or somethin’ (Uh)
‘Cause when she come back to you, her mouth gon’ be hurtin’ (Suck it, ouch)

[Chorus]
Pills knockin’ at my door, I’m finna let ’em in (I’ma let ’em in)
Ballin’ hard, feel like D. Rose, I need a letterman (Yeah, yeah, yeah, I need a letterman)
I can’t f*ck that b!tch if she don’t give me her consent (Give me her consent)
Half of these hoes don’t even give me erection (They don’t get me hard)
If you with that shit, then up your gat, let it spit, oh (Baow, baow)
I know n!ggas bangin’ they flags like Confederate, oh (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
Brand-new house, it’s on the Hills, just got the settlements off (Rich, rich)
Lately, I’ve been ridin’ dirt bikes, G-Money told me, “Don’t fall off” (Yeah, oh)

KTM Drip (MV)

Audio Credits

Artist : Juice WRLD
Album : The Party Never Ends
Lyrics : Juice WRLD, Nick Mira, DT
Music : Nick Mira, DT
Label : Interscope Records, Grade A Productions

Song: Q&A

Who sung the song “KTM Drip” by Juice WRLD?
Ans. Juice WRLD

Who wrote the lyrics of “KTM Drip” by Juice WRLD?
Ans. Juice WRLD, Nick Mira, DT

Who produced “KTM Drip” by Juice WRLD?
Ans. Nick Mira, DT

When did Juice WRLD release “KTM Drip”?
Ans. November 29, 2024

When did Juice WRLD release the album “The Party Never Ends”?
Ans. November 29, 2024

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