She fronting like she know me but she ain't about it
They talking bout the drip, but I'm raining fountains
My flex so hard, I could bench a thousand
But my bag so low, so I'm always shouting
I call her ass a caution sign, she always slipping
Ya boy don't have the clap, but I'm always dripping
See my bag stays low, I don't got no accountants
And the water bill high, cause I'm dripping fountains
I'm Nestle for the drip, I done seen a lot of shit
All it taking for the fame is to be illiterate
See now tell me tell me tell me, who the bosses of these labels
All my feed are full of flexers who are crippled or disabled
Now I don't want a case, once this shit releases
Im just super envious, of paraplegics
Jesus
Joseph
Mary
This is scary
I ain't ready
That was way too offensive
Now say sorry, or be buried
Oh shit I'm sorry let me go without a meaning
I took her out to dinner, had her eating my zucchini
I called this other girl, had her come with a bikini
Had her teething on my weenie, kicked her out she called me meanie
But I am not the type to go kiss and telling
All consented and of age, not like R Kelly
Got no 6 pack, but a belly, probably why I'm never selling
Man she wetter than a levee, I ain't hit tho, cause it's smelly
She fronting like she know me but she ain't about it
They talking bout the drip, but I'm raining fountains
My flex so hard, I could bench a thousand
But my bag so low, so I'm always shouting
I call her ass a caution sign, she always slipping
Ya boy don't have the clap, but I'm always dripping
See my bag stays low, I don't got no accountants
And the water bill high, cause I'm dripping fountains
Not a boy for Perrier, arrowhead thats all day
Dasani and that Evian, are for the dudes with no game
But if her ass is bouji have her top me then I'll spot her
Downing on a Voss, while she drinking boxed water
Cause these girls is thirsty
That sprite isn't working
Tired from a session
Cause they only drinking dirty
With those sodas and that nasty shit, Cervezas and Modelos
You ain't getting no appointment, if you dripping only yellow
Cause I would take thot, over dehydration
Take her ass to Fiji, for a nice vacation
Tell her bring her friend, have that drip on the low
Liters from a jug while I'm smashing 2 h o's
See cause I'm the type of man who is always bout his business
More concerned about the numbers, then I am about her digits
Not to mention that their heads, always spinning like some fidgets
And broke millionaires, have no funds for crazy bitches
She fronting like she know me but she ain't about it
They talking bout the drip, but I'm raining fountains
My flex so hard, I could bench a thousand
But my bag so low, so I'm always shouting
I call her ass a caution sign, she always slipping
Ya boy don't have the clap, but I'm always dripping
See my bag stays low, I don't got no accountants
And the water bill high, cause I'm dripping fountains
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She fronting like she know me but she ain't about it
They talking bout the drip, but I'm raining fountains
My flex so hard, I could bench a thousand
But my bag so low, so I'm always shouting
I call her ass a caution sign, she always slipping
Ya boy don't have the clap, but I'm always dripping
See my bag stays low, I don't got no accountants
And the water bill high, cause I'm dripping fountains
I'm Nestle for the drip, I done seen a lot of shit
All it taking for the fame is to be illiterate
See now tell me tell me tell me, who the bosses of these labels
All my feed are full of flexers who are crippled or disabled
Now I don't want a case, once this shit releases
Im just super envious, of paraplegics
Jesus
Joseph
Mary
This is scary
I ain't ready
That was way too offensive
Now say sorry, or be buried
Oh shit I'm sorry let me go without a meaning
I took her out to dinner, had her eating my zucchini
I called this other girl, had her come with a bikini
Had her teething on my weenie, kicked her out she called me meanie
But I am not the type to go kiss and telling
All consented and of age, not like R Kelly
Got no 6 pack, but a belly, probably why I'm never selling
Man she wetter than a levee, I ain't hit tho, cause it's smelly
She fronting like she know me but she ain't about it
They talking bout the drip, but I'm raining fountains
My flex so hard, I could bench a thousand
But my bag so low, so I'm always shouting
I call her ass a caution sign, she always slipping
Ya boy don't have the clap, but I'm always dripping
See my bag stays low, I don't got no accountants
And the water bill high, cause I'm dripping fountains
Not a boy for Perrier, arrowhead thats all day
Dasani and that Evian, are for the dudes with no game
But if her ass is bouji have her top me then I'll spot her
Downing on a Voss, while she drinking boxed water
Cause these girls is thirsty
That sprite isn't working
Tired from a session
Cause they only drinking dirty
With those sodas and that nasty shit, Cervezas and Modelos
You ain't getting no appointment, if you dripping only yellow
Cause I would take thot, over dehydration
Take her ass to Fiji, for a nice vacation
Tell her bring her friend, have that drip on the low
Liters from a jug while I'm smashing 2 h o's
See cause I'm the type of man who is always bout his business
More concerned about the numbers, then I am about her digits
Not to mention that their heads, always spinning like some fidgets
And broke millionaires, have no funds for crazy bitches
She fronting like she know me but she ain't about it
They talking bout the drip, but I'm raining fountains
My flex so hard, I could bench a thousand
But my bag so low, so I'm always shouting
I call her ass a caution sign, she always slipping
Ya boy don't have the clap, but I'm always dripping
See my bag stays low, I don't got no accountants
And the water bill high, cause I'm dripping fountains
They talking bout the drip, but I'm raining fountains
My flex so hard, I could bench a thousand
But my bag so low, so I'm always shouting
I call her ass a caution sign, she always slipping
Ya boy don't have the clap, but I'm always dripping
See my bag stays low, I don't got no accountants
And the water bill high, cause I'm dripping fountains
I'm Nestle for the drip, I done seen a lot of shit
All it taking for the fame is to be illiterate
See now tell me tell me tell me, who the bosses of these labels
All my feed are full of flexers who are crippled or disabled
Now I don't want a case, once this shit releases
Im just super envious, of paraplegics
Jesus
Joseph
Mary
This is scary
I ain't ready
That was way too offensive
Now say sorry, or be buried
Oh shit I'm sorry let me go without a meaning
I took her out to dinner, had her eating my zucchini
I called this other girl, had her come with a bikini
Had her teething on my weenie, kicked her out she called me meanie
But I am not the type to go kiss and telling
All consented and of age, not like R Kelly
Got no 6 pack, but a belly, probably why I'm never selling
Man she wetter than a levee, I ain't hit tho, cause it's smelly
She fronting like she know me but she ain't about it
They talking bout the drip, but I'm raining fountains
My flex so hard, I could bench a thousand
But my bag so low, so I'm always shouting
I call her ass a caution sign, she always slipping
Ya boy don't have the clap, but I'm always dripping
See my bag stays low, I don't got no accountants
And the water bill high, cause I'm dripping fountains
Not a boy for Perrier, arrowhead thats all day
Dasani and that Evian, are for the dudes with no game
But if her ass is bouji have her top me then I'll spot her
Downing on a Voss, while she drinking boxed water
Cause these girls is thirsty
That sprite isn't working
Tired from a session
Cause they only drinking dirty
With those sodas and that nasty shit, Cervezas and Modelos
You ain't getting no appointment, if you dripping only yellow
Cause I would take thot, over dehydration
Take her ass to Fiji, for a nice vacation
Tell her bring her friend, have that drip on the low
Liters from a jug while I'm smashing 2 h o's
See cause I'm the type of man who is always bout his business
More concerned about the numbers, then I am about her digits
Not to mention that their heads, always spinning like some fidgets
And broke millionaires, have no funds for crazy bitches
She fronting like she know me but she ain't about it
They talking bout the drip, but I'm raining fountains
My flex so hard, I could bench a thousand
But my bag so low, so I'm always shouting
I call her ass a caution sign, she always slipping
Ya boy don't have the clap, but I'm always dripping
See my bag stays low, I don't got no accountants
And the water bill high, cause I'm dripping fountains
Writer: Jamesmikel Abobo
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