Water

Wow, this sauce is fucking amazing

They say a rising tide be lifting all boats
But I'd rather be the water if I'm keeping it a buck, bro
When it come to gettin' money, buddy I be cutthroat
I'm chillin' with JA and Riley, 'boutta smoke 'em both up
Then I'm with my shawty, rollin' paper, got my soul sucked
My money long like Giannis and I'm smokin' marijuana
Got about everything I wanted and these faces blue like Sonic
She a prima donna but she litty with that new clutch that I bought her
Let's go

New clutch that I bought her
Young Lux drippin' like water
And really that from the sauna, whoa
And I'm in there with your daughter, bro
I'm tryna get shawty, her friend and her friend
Havin' a party they finna remember
That halloween joint that'll go to December and come February I'll buy you that leather
I'll buy you that
That leather bag, that leather coat, and them leather boots, and all that
That better whip, and that bigger crib, and all that fatter ass
That'll keep me warm in the colder weather of that Windy City
Know that snow is nearing
Need that power steering, I'm a
Fucking demon for that delicious booty girl, them cakes is real
They send me to the ceiling, like this fucking smoke that I'm smoking
Like this drank that I'm sipping
Man, Imma need that power steering or a fucking Uber because, uhhhh
What was I talking about? Yeah, uh, that rising tide

They say a rising tide be lifting all boats
But I'd rather be the water if I'm keeping it a buck, bro
When it come to gettin' money, buddy I be cutthroat
I'm chillin' with JA and Riley, 'boutta smoke 'em both up
Then I'm with my shawty, rollin' papers, got my soul sucked
My money long like Giannis and I'm smokin' marijuana
Got about everything I wanted and these faces blue like Sonic
She a prima donna but she litty with that new clutch that I bought her

Aye, never fall for it, I fell forward
This push start in sport mode
And my engine roaring, need more road
Y'all tapping to it like Morse code
This shit cold
No Flintstone, no cartoon, my life a movie
In Levi's but the belt Gucci
In first class, still going stupid
I can't change, rap clear like cellophane
And I'm still shaking that bed frame
And she still biting that pillowcase
And I'm still writing that mixtape
Shawty went back to the city
I kept it 100, she kept it 150
Got snow in the Chi, know that shit can get chilly
No Hannah Montana, this shit ain't on Disney
I'm leaving the states
No way y'all could get to me
I'm in a spot where they can't even visit me
Murder the verse, I'm on a killing spree
Can't even count up the bands, it's a mystery
Move out the way, y'all ain't as big as me
If I'm in the game then it's always a victory
Luxy and Tau still holding it down
Scal, are you kidding me



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Druse
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