Red Water
(专辑: Ashes 2 Ashes - 2020)
(Ayy, who made it? Ugg made it, bitch) Like a
thumb and a
middle finger, bitch, I
be snapping Wipe my ass with a
twenty, I
ran out of napkins Rub her down with the
Johnsons, I
ain't talking Magic And I
ain't gon' lie, I
like mine a
lil' ratchet Got choppers same size as a
newborn pony My lil' friend a
lil' more bigger than Tony These sandwich-ass niggas, these niggas bologna They never act the
same when they not 'round they homie I
don't care about shit if that shit ain't a
comma Ran up a
few racks in that '96 Honda I
get the
bitch Rousey like her name was Ronda These white people tripping except for my mama Bitch, I
been in that water, I
grew me some gills Yeah, shit was fucked up, had to miss a
few meals Ayy, what's it gon' take for Lil 2z to sign? Look, just give me five mil' and I
swear it's a
deal Why you ask so much questions? You bugging me out Pull up just to fuck, after that, then you out My dog pissed on the
bed, gotta fuck on the
couch Got some shit put away if shit ever go south Bet them niggas won't ride when you hit a
few lumps I'm not tryna love you, I'm just tryna hump How the
fuck I'ma love you? My heart barely pump I'ma nut on her face if she voted for Trump Plug late on the
shipments, I
told him to hurry He sending some extras so I
don't get worried Ayy, fuck the
rap shit, bitch, I'm still getting dirty I'm balling like I
fuck with Ayesha Curry It was Syrian sandwiches, now it's zucchini Noodles used to be ramen, but now they panini When I
don't got a
haircut, I
throw on my beanie If she say she a
dog, I'ma throw her the
weenie Eating five-star meals 'til my stomach get bloated When I
get the
bread, I
don't let it get moldy Like my weed got a
trigger, this shit keep me loaded This shit came in last week and I
already sold it I'ma stack up the
cheese, I
ain't letting it melt Got some contacts in LA with top of the
shelf You got fucked out your contract, I'm signed to myself Got that bitch in my jacket, it's not on my belt In that water, you either a
shark or some tuna How I
run to the
money, should've partnered with Puma Ayy, move, bitch, get out the
way like I'm Luda Zone 2, Lynn Haven to clear all the
rumors I
don't wanna fuck, you know Mar got bougie They know I'ma ride for my dawg like I'm Stewie Let me know this shit real, tat my name on your booty If that bitch play her part, I
might buy her some boobies I'ma home run the
bitch when we in the
ninth inning I'd rather just own it, I
really hate renting Go to sleep with my bread like I
sleep in the
kitchen Got a
cougar white bitch look like Hillary Clinton I'ma be the
same way 'til I'm buried and pale I
knew I'd be royals like I
was Adele I
don't live 'bout no bitch, but I
keep me some shells Man, ashes to ashes, we all go to hell