Water(3x)
Drip(4x)
Water(2x)
[Verse 1: Dominic Fike]
Aight, look
I just pulled up to big chef and a 6 block
We can run it 'til 6, 7 and dipset
Niggas talkin' the blasé can get lost, kick rocks
Look at the dickprint on his lip gloss
I lift off in the valley with my niggas, nigga
A trip into the hills, it got me feelin' bigger still
I need my four-colored rhinestones
Slid from Miami to pick up some piff in the valley and smoke out the condo
Trippin' to Cali for Globos
No I didn't need me no promo
Tell that bitch to go and get the Go Pro
I'm makin' these movies, you niggas know it ain't fasho though
And a nigga need a blunt right now
Tell 'em I can pick 'em up and meet around back
Bitch I'm in a Uber, we ain't ridin' 'round town
I just get to where I need to go
'Cause man these bitches unbelievable
I got time
Talk to a nigga like a nigga got time
Shut the fuck up bitch I'll tell you 'bout time, aye
'Round 9 she blingin' my hotline
Found out I ain't really on my, uhh
Relationship shit, I hate these bitches
You love these hoes, you gon' eat together
She gon' scrape the dishes, she gon' rub my toes
She gon' take the dick 'cause I'm from the Flo
But I touch the O's on like every flow, every flow
Wait wait
Look a nigga pickin' up wherever I left off
Myself like Cobain, popped a shot 'cross the brain
I don't wanna hear that shit I made a year ago, aye
3 or 4 minutes ago I was on cue
24/7 the reminisce on me
365 we live, it's no problem and, aye
My phone just broke and low key
And I don't fuck with anybody but my busy bodies
And I hit the lobby for the rollie, fuck a federale
And I tell 'em I don't vibe with 12, be like these bitches
And I don't like these bitches
You gon' pay 'em though, like "what's the price to fish?"
I been playin' hoes since Fisher-Price and shit
She 'gon suck on some'n if she want pricey shit, aye
Get it how you live, and livid niggas in the cut
Indica in blunt that couldn't lay a nigga down
Pray I get a cut, down payment on a crown
Pray you get the fuck from 'round me right now, aye
Pipe down, these clowns just like smiles
And I don't entertain no bullshit lately
Same old, same old
Good kid, good shit made me
Could've been crazy
Would've been late, but I picked up the pace
And I hopped off the porch, 'fore I lit up the way
Lil' nigga like
Drip(4x)
Water(2x)
[Verse 1: Dominic Fike]
Aight, look
I just pulled up to big chef and a 6 block
We can run it 'til 6, 7 and dipset
Niggas talkin' the blasé can get lost, kick rocks
Look at the dickprint on his lip gloss
I lift off in the valley with my niggas, nigga
A trip into the hills, it got me feelin' bigger still
I need my four-colored rhinestones
Slid from Miami to pick up some piff in the valley and smoke out the condo
Trippin' to Cali for Globos
No I didn't need me no promo
Tell that bitch to go and get the Go Pro
I'm makin' these movies, you niggas know it ain't fasho though
And a nigga need a blunt right now
Tell 'em I can pick 'em up and meet around back
Bitch I'm in a Uber, we ain't ridin' 'round town
I just get to where I need to go
'Cause man these bitches unbelievable
I got time
Talk to a nigga like a nigga got time
Shut the fuck up bitch I'll tell you 'bout time, aye
'Round 9 she blingin' my hotline
Found out I ain't really on my, uhh
Relationship shit, I hate these bitches
You love these hoes, you gon' eat together
She gon' scrape the dishes, she gon' rub my toes
She gon' take the dick 'cause I'm from the Flo
But I touch the O's on like every flow, every flow
Wait wait
Look a nigga pickin' up wherever I left off
Myself like Cobain, popped a shot 'cross the brain
I don't wanna hear that shit I made a year ago, aye
3 or 4 minutes ago I was on cue
24/7 the reminisce on me
365 we live, it's no problem and, aye
My phone just broke and low key
And I don't fuck with anybody but my busy bodies
And I hit the lobby for the rollie, fuck a federale
And I tell 'em I don't vibe with 12, be like these bitches
And I don't like these bitches
You gon' pay 'em though, like "what's the price to fish?"
I been playin' hoes since Fisher-Price and shit
She 'gon suck on some'n if she want pricey shit, aye
Get it how you live, and livid niggas in the cut
Indica in blunt that couldn't lay a nigga down
Pray I get a cut, down payment on a crown
Pray you get the fuck from 'round me right now, aye
Pipe down, these clowns just like smiles
And I don't entertain no bullshit lately
Same old, same old
Good kid, good shit made me
Could've been crazy
Would've been late, but I picked up the pace
And I hopped off the porch, 'fore I lit up the way
Lil' nigga like
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