water
She move left move right
She move way too fast too blurry in my sight
Eyes like summer night
She move way too fast too blurry in my eyes
What's the fucking vibe
Baby can you call my phone tonight
I think i'm too high
Taking off i'm really bout to fucking fly
Do you wanna fly
You can come round on my end walk inside
Imma go pour up the ducee
Don't give no fuck bout whatchu say
Cup is not filled with no kool aid
But grape in the cup moving slowly
Dab up the gang and i blast
I'm steady chasing the bags
I need that quick need it fast
In the trunk do the dash
In the whip not last
Ops always on the ass
130 On the dash
Sent em all to the back
We did it all for the racks
Just to pop all the tags
Not fucking no slag
That bitch getting wiped w the rag
She move left move right
She move way too fast too blurry in my sight
Eyes like summer night
She move way too fast too blurry in my eyes
What's the fucking vibe
Baby can you call my phone tonight
I think that i got too high
Taking off i'm really bout to fucking fly
Do you wanna fly
You can come round on my end walk inside
She move way too fast too blurry in my sight
Eyes like summer night
She move way too fast too blurry in my eyes
What's the fucking vibe
Baby can you call my phone tonight
I think i'm too high
Taking off i'm really bout to fucking fly
Do you wanna fly
You can come round on my end walk inside
Imma go pour up the ducee
Don't give no fuck bout whatchu say
Cup is not filled with no kool aid
But grape in the cup moving slowly
Dab up the gang and i blast
I'm steady chasing the bags
I need that quick need it fast
In the trunk do the dash
In the whip not last
Ops always on the ass
130 On the dash
Sent em all to the back
We did it all for the racks
Just to pop all the tags
Not fucking no slag
That bitch getting wiped w the rag
She move left move right
She move way too fast too blurry in my sight
Eyes like summer night
She move way too fast too blurry in my eyes
What's the fucking vibe
Baby can you call my phone tonight
I think that i got too high
Taking off i'm really bout to fucking fly
Do you wanna fly
You can come round on my end walk inside
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Writer(s): Salman Abdulwahab
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