Lyrics

I don't mean to rub it in like skincare I'm getting rich man, I've done that, been there I mean, it's only 5 o'clock like chin hair But you know my fit dripping like swimwear And shorty love it when I stroke it like chin hair And she don't want me to quit it when I'm up in there Perseverance, hit it then I disappear in thin air I gotta work, I'm tryna be a billionaire Maybe dead inside but I ain't dead yet I ain't put the revolver to my head yet Pumped it full of lead like I'm playing Red Dead Now I'm on WestJet with a neck rest I fly high in the sky, I'm a cadet yep I'm a dog, get this pussy like I'm a vet yep If you going against the kid, gonna regret that Garbage man with the bags, I'm a collect that, check check I'm so wavy, both arms wet Call it water wings, lifeguard on deck Drip like swimwear, drip like swimwear I'm so wavy, both arms wet Call it water wings, lifeguard on deck Drip like swimwear, drip like swimwear When I spit man a little bit of anger always come out I go crazy & I dumb out But still the young kids man they see what I'm about They still rate it showing love out No clubs though, I'm Swayze I don't come out I just bring a couple ladies to the clubhouse I'm 'bout to pop & I'm fly And I run it back to the home base while you lazy in the dugout Holding court in the street like a ball player The ladies love John Nonny like I'm John Mayer The squad & I all here homie, all year You wanna talk about jets, then I'm all lears And I want a i8, in the driveway of my place I'm young & I'm rich, why wait My money tall like I ball, like I'm KD Your money more like 5'8, hi haters I'm so wavy, both arms wet Call it water wings, lifeguard on deck Drip like swimwear, drip like swimwear I'm so wavy, both arms wet Call it water wings, lifeguard on deck Drip like swimwear, drip like swimwear I'm on for a minute then I'm gone for a minute I wish I could just talk to my mom for a minute She would tell me boy you keep going strong to the finish Don't give up on us, you know what - you belong in this shit It's not a question, I mean just look how long you've been did it I'm like what is it then, is something wrong with my image Am I off, am I timid, I make records like I'm Guinness But I never pop-I think something's wrong with this spinach I'm so wavy, both arms wet Call it water wings, lifeguard on deck Drip like swimwear, drip like swimwear On a wave, both arms wet Call it water wings, lifeguard on deck Drip like swimwear, drip like swimwear Drip like swimwear, drip like swimwear Drip like swimwear, drip like swimwear
Writer(s): Jesse Kvaska Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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