Lyrics:
i walk into Gucci
and tell them dress me for the weather
Whatever you do I do better
God of the wave a trendsetter
What is my name? Water
What
in a cubicle
So I sit back on my legs
Imma count another am
Think my shit tapped by the fakes
Bills blue, leave these hoes on read
Leave em', uh oooh
I'm a cop virgin
Walk them chairs with my flag
Feel like red Moses
I can walk in a red tee
Feel like King Moses
Don't you judge me by my looks
Boy you
Roll and Big Bill Broonzy
And "Really The Blues" by "Mezz" Mezzrow
And "Dharma Bums" by Jack Kerouac
Over and over again
And voices echoing late
pants
Walk out the club and throw up your hands
Tired of being disrespected by her man
Think this shit ain't right for you
Niggaz been yellin all
bills, dividends
So pull it outcha pocket dollar bills, twenty twens
I show out cause I know doubt just like the phrase "then again?"
This is prosperity
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
down the street, and I'm lookin fly-hy
I'm lookin fly
Walk on by
Walk on by
Trick Daddy
Yes sir
I wear my pants hanging off
screaming on these records that I'm rich
Calling people from my number now I block it
Cause there's nothing worse then getting haunted by a stalkin' ass
don't give a fuck
You sleep on the floor
Say grounded, surrounded by everything you need
How is the world's breath as cold and painful as a need, LE
prayed high
Time flyin' way by buy
Walkin' with some new drip
Young nigga he stay fly
Baby why so shy
I know that you lovin' me
Every time we walk thru
She
by some caps ah
See me shining all my teeth stay gold
Like pony boy motherfucker walk with big bank rolls
Swerving in a Mercedes this ain't no lease I
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
Little Gerv, Grandpa Jerry, Grandma Doc (that's my fam)
Uncle Carl, Uncle Ted, Uncle Steve, Uncle Bill,
Cousin Steve, Cousin Bill up on the hill now
My
cocked
A Santana rock
Little Gerv, Grandpa Jerry, Grandma Doc (thats my fam)
Uncle Carl, Uncle Ted, Uncle Steve, Uncle Bill,
Cousin Steve, Cousin Bill up
tonight
Walk in that field we light you up ian talking Friday night
R10 the name bitch what it is bitch ill slide tonight
You get stepped on for all that
in cities of magic
Yes I'm from the hammer
Yes I'm from the hammer
I'm fresh out the Ham yes I'm fresh out the hammer
Prayin' to God I don't walk in
And no past
How can I relate
I'm in my room facing bills with due dates
I'm so young
But I've been through heartbreak
Feels like every month I'm watching
hard,
Pull up to the club lookin packed up,
Lames and fakes all be lookin like they actors,
I need kush to spark when I C-walk in the park,
Walking
walk up to that bitch
Like whats up tho
Pussy boy cant front though
He wanna fight but Im wild
With the gunsmoke
Bad bitch wanna fuck though
Imma walk up
I've been getting paid
When I walk in the spot
Yellow diamonds they lookin' like lemonade (Ice)
Imma grind for my spot
If you ain't tryna help then get
straight hunnids,
Count it,
By the stacks
Baby still bill strapped
This a big bag you can get sack,
Say she was kiss cash,
Give it lip action,
Throw
when I walk my walk
Dior shades up, when I talk to my talk
And If you In the way, I’m gon’ have to stomp
And It’s every day, got all these jaws beginning
dealin'
My girl walk into the bank wit a million
She hit the spa; everything is Brazilian
12 heard about it
I ain't even worried about it
We serving errr
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