Agua Frio
Same old shit but I been riding in the rain
This life raft staying adrift still I find a way, okay
Get up out the way, oh wait
I'm surfing in the legs, okay
So try to keep up with the flavor
Wetter than her taste buds
You wit me or against me, ay
I ain't got time for second opinions
How you going to claim that you sitting with the realest
Last I checked you ain't running with chameleons
Better take rest homie you in yo feelings
Hold your breath the water hit the ceiling
Bumped yo head in the crib now they drowning
Now they drowning, mind so lost n found n
Lots a dead homies, pour a whole Forty ounce in
I done did so many favors they all counting
Put so many dollars on her ass but who's counting
Imma pound it, doggies stray about it
I'm surrounded its CC, we are shrouded
So astounding we the ones who founded
On my last sip man I'm about to take it for ransom
Captives of the acid, boundaries melt around us
I been off the rip from the jump, round one
Never been the gun, but I been the trigger
I done took all a these figures make you figure how he figure, ay
Do a figure eight, she my ballerina ay
We humping in the river, ay
N now we fuckin in a lake
Fuck her in LA
She Leaking get it bigger ay
I thought this shit was figurative
I'm bumping like I'm Tigger, ay
Bouncing cause I'm popping
I'm flossing like we bopping
I need a Mary Poppins
Fuck yo auntie ain't no options
She aware a young boy geeking
My glasses in the pocket
Protect my drugs ain't stopping
She scared that I'm running out of condoms
This life raft staying adrift still I find a way, okay
Get up out the way, oh wait
I'm surfing in the legs, okay
So try to keep up with the flavor
Wetter than her taste buds
You wit me or against me, ay
I ain't got time for second opinions
How you going to claim that you sitting with the realest
Last I checked you ain't running with chameleons
Better take rest homie you in yo feelings
Hold your breath the water hit the ceiling
Bumped yo head in the crib now they drowning
Now they drowning, mind so lost n found n
Lots a dead homies, pour a whole Forty ounce in
I done did so many favors they all counting
Put so many dollars on her ass but who's counting
Imma pound it, doggies stray about it
I'm surrounded its CC, we are shrouded
So astounding we the ones who founded
On my last sip man I'm about to take it for ransom
Captives of the acid, boundaries melt around us
I been off the rip from the jump, round one
Never been the gun, but I been the trigger
I done took all a these figures make you figure how he figure, ay
Do a figure eight, she my ballerina ay
We humping in the river, ay
N now we fuckin in a lake
Fuck her in LA
She Leaking get it bigger ay
I thought this shit was figurative
I'm bumping like I'm Tigger, ay
Bouncing cause I'm popping
I'm flossing like we bopping
I need a Mary Poppins
Fuck yo auntie ain't no options
She aware a young boy geeking
My glasses in the pocket
Protect my drugs ain't stopping
She scared that I'm running out of condoms
Credits
Writer(s): Jesus Gutierrez
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