21 Savage is sliding back into that icy trap flow on “The Dripped,” a cut from Buddah Bless‘s upcoming mixtape The Leaks, hitting January 7 via independent drop, and it’s got that unfiltered street swagger that’s already buzzing in the feeds.
This one’s pure 21—raw bars over a sparse, menacing beat that Buddah Bless cooked up with echoing whistles and a knocking 808 that feels like it’s echoing off alley walls. Clocking in under three minutes, it’s trap at its leanest: booming bass hits underscoring lines about residue on clothes, grave-digging crews, and passing off shorties without a second thought. The themes hit hard on loyalty in the grind, that ride-or-die code clashing with snitches and fake flexers, all wrapped in Savage’s signature deadpan delivery.
No big choir of ad-libs here; it’s him painting vivid flashes of Central Street robberies and Macarena moves with the stick, turning everyday hustle into something almost cinematic. Buddah’s production keeps it minimal, letting the words drip like the title says—sultry chorus hooks begging you to watch your step in the flood.
The Leaks pulls together 14 tracks of what started as whispers in the leak circuits, now polished into Buddah’s debut project stacking unreleased gems from the game’s heavy hitters. Think NBA YoungBoy and Rich The Kid kicking off with “Thats All,” Quavo and Offset on “17 Shooters,” Lil Yachty linking with Chief Keef for “Big Chip,” and Key Glock’s “Titanic” right after Savage. It’s got that Migos-era energy bleeding into Yachty’s “Sandwich” with Young Thug, Takeoff chilling on “Let Me Chill Out,” and even a Pop Smoke demo flipped with Future and Polo G. The concept? Straight vault raid: Buddah flipping dusty files into fresh anthems, blending Southern trap bounce with global trap echoes, all under his blessed production stamp. Fans can pre-save it on Spotify for the full tracklist and updates.
Savage is in a wild spot right now, fresh off tour runs and that reflective streak from his last drops, but “The Dripped” snaps him back to the Zone 6 roots—evolving from polished collabs to these gritty solos that remind everyone why he redefined menace in the booth. Buddah, meanwhile, is the quiet architect, turning bedroom beats into star vehicles, and this tape cements him as the plug for tomorrow’s classics.
Dive into the The Dripped lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other The Leaks tracks for more of Buddah Bless’s gritty trap vaults.
| Lead Vocals | 21 Savage |
| Songwriter | 21 Savage |
| Music Producer | Buddah Bless |
| Label | Buddah Bless |
| Release Date | January 7, 2026 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Buddah Bless |
Lyrics of The Dripped by 21 Savage
[Intro]
Trappin’ Off A Motorola
Ak On My F**kin’ Shoulder
Nigga Make You Do The Hauler
Buddah Blessed This Beat
Put A Tec-9 On My Necklace (Straight Up)
Goin’ Against The Gang, That’s A Death Wish (Straight Up)
And I Hold The Pot With My Left Wrist (Straight Up, Straight Up)
Nigga I Ride Or Die, I Won’t Dare Snitch (Straight Up, Straight Up)
I Got Residue On My Clothes And Shit (Yeah)
Y’all Niggas Actin’ Like H**s And Shit (Yeah)
Gangbangin’, Thirty Hangin’ With The Bros And Shit (On God)
I Might Put The Toilet Paper On Your Nose And Shit (Slime)
Y’all With The Yap-yap
2-2-3, Nigga Make Ya Do The Nolia You Clap (21)
She Got That Stink Walk, Twistin’ Like She Know It’s Fat (Project B**ch)
She Got Three Kids, All Of ’em Got Different Dad (21)
Suck Me Up In A Ferrari, I’ma Do The Dash (Skrrt)
We Already Killed The Shooter, Where His Brothers At? (Pu**y)
She Say She Want A Lollipop, Where The Suckers At? (Nah)
I’ma Pass Her To The Gang, I Ain’t Cuffin That (On God)
Whistle [Chorus]
Ooh, Watch The Drip, Watch The Drip, Watch The Drip (Ooh)
Ooh, Watch The Drip, Watch The Drip, Watch The Drip (Ooh)
Ooh, Don’t You Slip, Don’t You Slip, Don’t You Slip
Ooh, Too Much Drip, Too Much Drip, Too Much Drip [Verse 2]
Every City I Touch, I Got H**s And Shit (Facts)
F**k Around And Smoke A Couple O’s And Shit (Facts)
I Buried A Couple M’s, It Got Mold And Shit (Facts)
I’m Still On 9th Street, Sellin’ Balls And Shit (No Cap)
Bought A Three Bedroom, Just To Trap In It (Straight Up)
This A Crackhouse, Hit Her From The Back In It (Straight Up)
B**ch I Keep A Glock You Seen It In My Lap [?] (Straight Up)
Bought A Snake Tank Just To Put The Rats In It (Straight Up)
Y’all Gang Tellin’, Police Niggas (On God)
All My Niggas Felon (21), We Grave Diggers (On God)
I Was Sellin’ Two For Five (Yeah), Right On Central (Facts)
I Robbed A Lot Of Niggas (21), Right On Central (Lil’ B**ch)
They Wanna Hear That Booty Shakin’ Shit, Uh? (Hot Dawg)
Savage On That [?], I Take Your Shit, Uh (Hot Dawg)
I Might Do The Macarena With The Stick (Grra, Grra)
Whistle Hey Macarena
[chorus]
Ooh, Watch The Drip, Watch The Drip, Watch The Drip (Ooh)
Ooh, Watch The Drip, Watch The Drip, Watch The Drip (Ooh)
Ooh, Don’t You Slip, Don’t You Slip, Don’t You Slip
Ooh, Too Much Drip, Too Much Drip, Too Much Drip
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