Jet Ski

W-W-Wonder

Told my brother toat that (yea, yea)
Told my brother toat that semi
This shit could get messy
I got water like a Jetski
Riding in the back seat
B please do not text me
You can't even help me
Yeah you got me feeling empty (aye)
Devil rocking Fendi

Told my brother toat that semi
This shit could get messy
I got water like a Jetski
Riding in the back seat (nah, nah)
B please do not text me
You can't even help me
Yeah you got me feeling empty (aye)
Devil rocking Fendi

Pull out glocks pull out semi's (boot, boot,boot)
I just hopped out the whip
She ain't f with me (boot, boot)
I just pulled up to my city
I just pulled up to my city
Everybody don't know Hunna
They ain't f with me
Yeah Yeah riding with that semi
I feel like Timmy Turner
Yea i feel like Jimmy
Ima get it back and blood
Yea She ain't rocking with me
I gotta Glock with Extendo
boot boot bop bop blaat
Shoot it at your window (yeah yeah, yeah)

Told my brother toat that semi
This shit could get messy
I got water like a Jetski
Riding in the back seat (nah, nah)
B please do not text me
You can't even help me
Yeah you got me feeling empty (aye)
Devil rocking Fendi

Told my brother toat that semi
This shit could get messy
I got water like a Jetski
Riding in the back seat (nah, nah)
B please do not text me
You can't even help me
Yeah you got me feeling empty (aye)
Devil rocking Fendi

Im like drip drip drip drip
Yea pop a n in his s
Im making money moves
She wanna send me nudes (um, um)
Diamonds on my neck yea they flashing
Yea ima beat it up like Michael Jackson
Ima pull with the semi
Pull up with that glock
Im making money moves we can never stop
Put you middle fingers to the sky
F the cops ima shoot that n up
Yeah he a Op
Yeah (yea, yea, yea)

Told my brother toat that semi
This shit could get messy
I got water like a Jetski
Riding in the back seat
B please do not text me
You can't even help me
Yeah you got me feeling empty (aye)
Devil rocking Fendi

Told my brother toat that semi
This shit could get messy
I got water like a Jetski
Riding in the back seat
B please do not text me
You can't even help me
Yeah you got me feeling empty (aye)
Devil rocking Fendi (yea, yuh)



Credits
Writer(s): Baaby Hunna, The Kidd Rxsa
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