Holy Water

Cash Money AP
Electa
Cal gon' blow this shit up

Ayy, it's early in the morning and I'm creepin'
He talk on the internet, we caught him out this evenin'
We take Percocet and holy water to fight demons
I won't make no status, baby, we pull up, get even

Put my right hand on the bible, ayy
I won't speak on unless shit that I know
I can point a bitch out with my eyes closed, yeah, yeah
She can see these diamonds through that blindfold, ayy
I don't been through shit, but baby, I ain't fold

Fuck the judge, free my brother 'cause he innocent
Heard I'm wanted dead by many men like 50 Cent
Sorry I had to take it from you niggas that ain't give me shit
In the trap, I run me up a ticket, had to flip it quick

Ayy, it's early in the morning and I'm creepin'
He talk on the internet, we caught him out this evenin'
We take Percocet and holy water to fight demons
I won't make no status, baby, we pull up, get even

I been feeling down, smoke a pound 'cause I'm stressed
Used to lay on pounds, had some rounds in the dresser
Catch him out of bounds, pull up, boom, then we stretch him
I heard it's a mouse in the house, better catch him, ayy

Spent six months in Cali', I been trappin' and finessin'
Ayy, now I can rock a crowd with my smile, what a blessing
All this shit that I encountered just count as my lesson
I was rollin' off the downers, I'm wildin', I'm messy

Ayy, it's early in the morning and I'm creepin'
He talk on the internet, we caught him out this evenin'
We take Percocet and holy water to fight demons
I won't make no status, baby, we pull up, get even



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Christian Jean Petit, Calvin Woods, Steven Javier Garcia Gerpe, Kyle Reed Yaremcio
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