Floods 7 Will Wildfire & William Singe

[Verse 1: Will Wildfire]
All the pretty brown things, I know they love me
Pretty boy, but don't make me turn it ugly
Unless you got a gavel, baby, don't you judge me
Unless you got a gavel, know I gotta
Haul across the country just to get to you-town
I'll whoop a nigga if they come mess with the view now
I got the fortune and the fame, I just want you around
I just want you around, you know I gotta
You know I gotta pop shit
Twenty-four letters, but you know my X toxic
She shot her shot, but then my new girl went and blocked it
She read the news that she was light-work and she stopped it, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Will Wildfire]
Can't stop what comes to me, it's mine now
LA three hours back, so I ain't got the time now (Mm)
I'm on thin ice, so every line I walk is fine now
She bad as hell, she 'bout to let a nigga find out

[Chorus: Will Wildfire]
If she pours
And floods hit the doors
I'm drowning
In the liquor, I'm drowning
In the liquor, I'm drowning
If she pours
Better close the doors
If not, I'm drowning
In the money, I'm drowning
Rain on me when I'm drowning
Drowning