Water
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Splash)
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Got a)
Came from the ditch and dirty (Woo)
That's why they got the mud in my cup (Yeah)
Worried 'bout filth for what? (What?)
Worried 'bout smoke for what? (What?)
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Woo)
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Splash)
I could survive in the wild
Been a problem since a child
Let the drums air it out
Like the good limit, shout
Run a lot, single file
Want it, they stunting now
Ain't nothing funny now
Watch how we comin' up
Yeah, the water, call it life
Sippin' like it's dirty Sprite
Slow it down, H-Town
Sprinkle in a lil' spice
Got a lot of water, let it run
I'm a saint walkin' into Saint Laurent
Drippin' all the sauce, Grey Poupon
Texas strong, yeah
We made it through the flood
Overcome, I'm over coming back
Overdo, I'm overdoing that
Understand, I stand under God
The act is over, I don't overact (Woo)
Who do I run to? Escape
My Friend is a king, that's a checkmate
I just follow Yahweh
I can't follow y'all way
Feelin' free like a blessed man
Tell 'em watch it like a Breitling
Got the water like a Nalgene
Out the mud like I'm wrestlin'
Me and mama and her best friend
Makin' ends meet, no question
Fried bologna and the pressed ham
Hard work, nothing less than
Steph Curry with my left hand, shoot your shot
Next in line like best man, pass the rock
Almost lost it in '09
Hidin' dirt like a dead man
Instagram, we 'bout to go live
Water on me, shot wet, man
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Splash)
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Got a)
Came from the ditch and dirty (Woo)
That's why they got the mud in my... (Muddy)
Worried 'bout filth for what? (What?)
Worried 'bout smoke for what? (What?)
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Woo)
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Splash)
I could survive in the wild
Been a problem since a child
Let the drums air it out
Like the good limit, shout
Run a lot, single file
Want it, they stunting now
Ain't nothing funny now
Watch how we comin' up
Man
Wait, hold up
Feel like '99
Take them boys back, tell 'em now it's goin' down
Never stop the flow, gotta keep it goin'
H-Town when I ride, yeah, e'rybody know it
Gots to be clean, gots to be hard
Gots to hold it down, man, on the boulevard
Candy paint drippin', swangs 'bout to fall
Beatin' down your block
Knockin' pictures off your wall
Grip the wood wheel, flex my wet steel
'Bout to pimp the pen, show 'em how to keep it trill
Out here on the block, 'bout to drop the top, top
Break them boys off, parks, parks, not, not
I done came through, this just how it be
Rockin' with that boy comin' out the State of T
That's the state known as Texas
Beat Boy steady flexin'
And my neck like a necklace
Empty threads like they textin'
I ain't with all that flexin'
Keep my name out your message
Keep on countin' your blessings
Then God repeat my aggression
I'm just lit with my clique, 1-1-6, represent
Steady, bangin' that Screw to the day that this end
Man, hold up, yeah, your boy comin' down
Broke them boys off, man, yeah, we 'bout to climb
Man, hold up, Zach gon' stop it
Nah, don't stop it, your boy stay rockin'
Man
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Got a)
Came from the ditch and dirty (Woo)
That's why they got the mud in my cup (Yeah)
Worried 'bout filth for what? (What?)
Worried 'bout smoke for what? (What?)
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Woo)
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Splash)
I could survive in the wild
Been a problem since a child
Let the drums air it out
Like the good limit, shout
Run a lot, single file
Want it, they stunting now
Ain't nothing funny now
Watch how we comin' up
Yeah, the water, call it life
Sippin' like it's dirty Sprite
Slow it down, H-Town
Sprinkle in a lil' spice
Got a lot of water, let it run
I'm a saint walkin' into Saint Laurent
Drippin' all the sauce, Grey Poupon
Texas strong, yeah
We made it through the flood
Overcome, I'm over coming back
Overdo, I'm overdoing that
Understand, I stand under God
The act is over, I don't overact (Woo)
Who do I run to? Escape
My Friend is a king, that's a checkmate
I just follow Yahweh
I can't follow y'all way
Feelin' free like a blessed man
Tell 'em watch it like a Breitling
Got the water like a Nalgene
Out the mud like I'm wrestlin'
Me and mama and her best friend
Makin' ends meet, no question
Fried bologna and the pressed ham
Hard work, nothing less than
Steph Curry with my left hand, shoot your shot
Next in line like best man, pass the rock
Almost lost it in '09
Hidin' dirt like a dead man
Instagram, we 'bout to go live
Water on me, shot wet, man
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Splash)
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Got a)
Came from the ditch and dirty (Woo)
That's why they got the mud in my... (Muddy)
Worried 'bout filth for what? (What?)
Worried 'bout smoke for what? (What?)
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Woo)
Got a lot of water, clean me up (Splash)
I could survive in the wild
Been a problem since a child
Let the drums air it out
Like the good limit, shout
Run a lot, single file
Want it, they stunting now
Ain't nothing funny now
Watch how we comin' up
Man
Wait, hold up
Feel like '99
Take them boys back, tell 'em now it's goin' down
Never stop the flow, gotta keep it goin'
H-Town when I ride, yeah, e'rybody know it
Gots to be clean, gots to be hard
Gots to hold it down, man, on the boulevard
Candy paint drippin', swangs 'bout to fall
Beatin' down your block
Knockin' pictures off your wall
Grip the wood wheel, flex my wet steel
'Bout to pimp the pen, show 'em how to keep it trill
Out here on the block, 'bout to drop the top, top
Break them boys off, parks, parks, not, not
I done came through, this just how it be
Rockin' with that boy comin' out the State of T
That's the state known as Texas
Beat Boy steady flexin'
And my neck like a necklace
Empty threads like they textin'
I ain't with all that flexin'
Keep my name out your message
Keep on countin' your blessings
Then God repeat my aggression
I'm just lit with my clique, 1-1-6, represent
Steady, bangin' that Screw to the day that this end
Man, hold up, yeah, your boy comin' down
Broke them boys off, man, yeah, we 'bout to climb
Man, hold up, Zach gon' stop it
Nah, don't stop it, your boy stay rockin'
Man
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Writer(s): Marcus Robert Paquin, Hein Cooper
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