| Ayy water, water ayy ayy
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| Water ayy ayy
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| Water drip drip ok
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| Drip ayy ayy
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| Drinkin' on water I’m smokin' this in
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| She wanna' fuck me bitch do not pretend
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| I was in Memphis I’m cookin' pinch
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| Now you niggas just wanna' be friends
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| Holdup I’m taking this in
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| New to the shore, and I’ve been for the win
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| Can’t love a hoe, I’m not holdin' no hands
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| I just might right at the rim
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| some grams
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| Fuck up my set cuz' I’m smokin' my strength
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| Niggas be talkin' but don’t got no hands
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| I don’t pretend cuz I know who I am
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| Damn she said that I’m weird
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| All of the niggas she with disappear
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| Coppin' the Porches, switchin' the gears
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| Through with my money wipe up my tears
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| Sippin' day through the night, live in the light it make you blind
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| Grindin' day through the night and if you ain’t don’t waste my time
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| You can fake it if you wanna' I’m myself and I don’t mind
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| She can tell me where she wanna, but her soul is all mines
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| Bitch, I’m a tick, give a fuck 'bout this shit
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| Been at war myself, since a kid, won’t forget
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| Bitch, I’m a tick, give a fuck 'bout this shit
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| Been at war myself, since a kid, won’t forget
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| Bitch I’mma beast with no manners
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| Hide your pussy
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| Sparkin' that pano
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| My bitch she need a Beretta
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| Speed in a foreign I left with, back to the schedule
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| Ride like a Tesla
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| Pockets on work bitch, I’m wanted in Texas
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| Niggas don’t want it they
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| All of these hundreds, I don’t gotta' stretch it
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| pop out the cut like I’m Freddy
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| Taking your bitch in a second
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| Nigga be ready
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| Imma' get hit in a second
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| She comin' back for some more because she’s ready for seconds
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| I want that car, like Bentley
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| I turn you up if you let me
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| Hotter than the motherfuckin' concrete I’m great
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| Drinkin' on that promethazine like a shake
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| You niggas ain’t built and you made out of shape
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| And I’m running laps around you I won’t ever take a break
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| Hopped in my car I was headed to the bank
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| Lookin' at the stars all a nigga had was faith
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| Imma' keep it plain you and niggas ain’t the same
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| Tryna hop up in my lane be a way to get exchanged |