2 Minutes
All I need is 2 minutes, let me get off in the kitchen
See Water like the nerd of the block and the game gifted
Mind frame lifted, I been out here getting change
Late night I'm contemplating, taking dosa to the brain
That all these lame niggas putting heaters to they mouth
Committing suicide like sending drops to the house
Slide with me, verbal journey through the city
Trying to get this thing shaking like the Holy Ghost with me
Then you switch it up, real smooth, never hurried
Make them feel like a night owl waking early
Style so clean, yet style so dirty
I'm a rep FLA till the day that I'm buried
With no hurry, cause it took a little time
Probably never see me cause I stay low on the grind
Boo boo on the track cause a nigga spit daily
Feel frogish, nigga leap, but you haters can't fade me
Say he, so bitter with a grudge
But his flow's so tight like your first dookie love
Only difference was I didn't come quick
Nigga you flow nice, but Water gone drip
And his flows flip, he stay illusive
And he raw like that yo that come back when you brew it
See now I'm in it, green Grinch grinning
And I know that I'm winning by the competition in it
Hear me heating up my skillet, y'all probably gone feel him
Haters gone grill him but they won't fuck with him
And I know it's kind of hard hater stay of the stick
Plus you hear the rabbit riddle, long dick is for chicks
Y'all think I'm, I think you forget
That Water in it to win it, plus his pen is legit
See your reign in the game was short like pinkie toes
Water told you, peep game, but you didn't want to hear me though
So now I'm on this stroll like a late night junkie
Trying to get this industry money, I'm so hungry
Boy I'm bubbling, flow steaming hot
30 seconds left and I promise I won't stop
I am from Tampa Bay, where they snatch if you looking
Nigga tell you anything just to get in ya good pudding
A lot of niggas talk, some bout action
Water get it cracking regardless of what happened
And I'm glad that you left the backdoor ajar
See I walk with soft feet and I know I'm a star
Got game and the mission is to show you the skill
Before I use to dream now I'm steady gripping the wheel
Before I use to choke on that okee doke
See now I smoke dolo's of that sticky smoke
See I started with a dime, now I'm working with a dollar
Catch you next track my nigga and I'll hola
See Water like the nerd of the block and the game gifted
Mind frame lifted, I been out here getting change
Late night I'm contemplating, taking dosa to the brain
That all these lame niggas putting heaters to they mouth
Committing suicide like sending drops to the house
Slide with me, verbal journey through the city
Trying to get this thing shaking like the Holy Ghost with me
Then you switch it up, real smooth, never hurried
Make them feel like a night owl waking early
Style so clean, yet style so dirty
I'm a rep FLA till the day that I'm buried
With no hurry, cause it took a little time
Probably never see me cause I stay low on the grind
Boo boo on the track cause a nigga spit daily
Feel frogish, nigga leap, but you haters can't fade me
Say he, so bitter with a grudge
But his flow's so tight like your first dookie love
Only difference was I didn't come quick
Nigga you flow nice, but Water gone drip
And his flows flip, he stay illusive
And he raw like that yo that come back when you brew it
See now I'm in it, green Grinch grinning
And I know that I'm winning by the competition in it
Hear me heating up my skillet, y'all probably gone feel him
Haters gone grill him but they won't fuck with him
And I know it's kind of hard hater stay of the stick
Plus you hear the rabbit riddle, long dick is for chicks
Y'all think I'm, I think you forget
That Water in it to win it, plus his pen is legit
See your reign in the game was short like pinkie toes
Water told you, peep game, but you didn't want to hear me though
So now I'm on this stroll like a late night junkie
Trying to get this industry money, I'm so hungry
Boy I'm bubbling, flow steaming hot
30 seconds left and I promise I won't stop
I am from Tampa Bay, where they snatch if you looking
Nigga tell you anything just to get in ya good pudding
A lot of niggas talk, some bout action
Water get it cracking regardless of what happened
And I'm glad that you left the backdoor ajar
See I walk with soft feet and I know I'm a star
Got game and the mission is to show you the skill
Before I use to dream now I'm steady gripping the wheel
Before I use to choke on that okee doke
See now I smoke dolo's of that sticky smoke
See I started with a dime, now I'm working with a dollar
Catch you next track my nigga and I'll hola
Credits
Writer(s): H2o Boi
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