
TOILET WATER Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God
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[Intro: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]
Bosley (Yeah)
Chopper squad bustin' (Yeah), bustin' (Bust)
Bustin' (Bust)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]
I'm from the jungle, a lion, lil' bitch
I been stuntin' since I was a kitty (Crush)
Hang with the birds, I'm flyin', lil' bitch
And my pockets is bigger than Biggie (Dust)
Niggas be nerds, lyin' and shit
That's why I'ma give 'em the fifty (Frrp, fah, haha)
Treat 'em like turds, don't say a word
These niggas is all shitty (Hahahaha)
Flush (Bust), flush (Bust)
Flush (Bust), flush (Flush, hahahaha)
Flush (Haha), flush (Flush)
Flush, flush (Ayy)
Gave my brodie ten, made me sick to my stomach (I like it)
He gon' take it on the chin, man, he know that shit ain't nothin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]
Welcome to the devil's den, catch a homicide in public (Huh)
Close that door, you can't get in, let shit down 'bout my brothers (Huh)
MAC-11s and FNs, bitch, you know I keep a cutter (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
And I seen some deadly sins, boy, you with me, instant jealous
Bosley (Yeah)
Chopper squad bustin' (Yeah), bustin' (Bust)
Bustin' (Bust)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]
I'm from the jungle, a lion, lil' bitch
I been stuntin' since I was a kitty (Crush)
Hang with the birds, I'm flyin', lil' bitch
And my pockets is bigger than Biggie (Dust)
Niggas be nerds, lyin' and shit
That's why I'ma give 'em the fifty (Frrp, fah, haha)
Treat 'em like turds, don't say a word
These niggas is all shitty (Hahahaha)
Flush (Bust), flush (Bust)
Flush (Bust), flush (Flush, hahahaha)
Flush (Haha), flush (Flush)
Flush, flush (Ayy)
Gave my brodie ten, made me sick to my stomach (I like it)
He gon' take it on the chin, man, he know that shit ain't nothin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]
Welcome to the devil's den, catch a homicide in public (Huh)
Close that door, you can't get in, let shit down 'bout my brothers (Huh)
MAC-11s and FNs, bitch, you know I keep a cutter (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
And I seen some deadly sins, boy, you with me, instant jealous
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