Water

I got water
I could fuck your daughter
Carti cost a quarter
I paid the fee
She call me supportive
I'm something like her employer
Can't play with me
My highlights like Jordan
Bitches gone record them
This shit ain't cheap
All my fabrics foreign
This shit get imported
My Glock on my hip
I can't tuck the clip
It make niggas flip
If he wanna trip
Bread on his head
We leave a tip
I gave up on lean
Going clean
I still take a sip
I gave up on weed
Be for real
Still gone smoke a zip

I got a different place for bitches
Yea I got money in a safe but I got a different place for switches
Yea I be in the burbs but most my workers in the trenches
Yea most these hoes birds
Tell that bitch stay out my business
I get a rack like every minute
Shit I stay with steppers
Got me a Mexican shooter call him lil habanero
I'm on another level keep my bitches happy got them feeling special
I get chicken daily
Man this shit too easy
Order lemon pepper
Bad bitch & she brought a friend they get fucked together
Look up in the mirror I see what they not they got what I got
Man these pussys popped
I been through a lot
Came out on top
Yea come check me out
Penthouse counting guap
Getting top from this bad lil thot I just flew her out

I got water
I could fuck your daughter
Carti cost a quarter
I paid the fee
She call me supportive
I'm something like her employer
Can't play with me
My highlights like Jordan
Bitches gone record them
This shit ain't cheap
All my fabrics foreign
This shit get imported
My Glock on my hip
I can't tuck the clip
It make niggas flip
If he wanna trip
Bread on his head
We leave a tip
I gave up on lean
Going clean
I still take a sip
I gave up on weed
Be for real
Still gone smoke a zip

I ran it back & then I ran it up
My pockets fat them bitches overstuffed
They know where we at
They can't get close to us
They gone kill him he get close enough
Open up
The coroner pulling up like got damn
Roll him up
Nigga think he tough
He ground beef
He pizza puff
This air fryer gone heat him up
Left Eye how we leaving him
I get hate from niggas i ain't never met
Somehow my foot been on they neck cause I been fuckinn up a check
This bitch be wet
Yea soon as we link i call her lil sink
The coochie clean
Shit go get a cup
Bae I wanna drink
Pussy feign
See it in my dreams
Like my bitches mean
My roster full but if she bad enough i put her on the team

I got water
I could fuck your daughter
Carti cost a quarter
I paid the fee
She call me supportive
I'm something like her employer
Can't play with me
My highlights like Jordan
Bitches gone record them
This shit ain't cheap
All my fabrics foreign
This shit get imported
My Glock on my hip
I can't tuck the clip
It make niggas flip
If he wanna trip
Bread on his head
We leave a tip
I gave up on lean
Going clean
I still take a sip
I gave up on weed
Be for real
Still gone smoke a zip



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Writer(s): Marquez Sykes
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