[Intro]
Shorty wetter than some Poland Spring
Aye
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You know it's a good day
When your bitch's pussy wetter than Poland Spring
Nah mean? Shit's wavy b
Yeah, yeah
Wetter than some, I never fuck bitches
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, shorty wetter than some Poland Spring
I can never buy a bitch a wedding ring
N***a, and I put that shit on everything
On everything, I'mma kill everything
Yeah, shorty wetter than some Poland Spring
I can never buy a bitch a wedding ring
N***a, and I put that shit on everything
A young n***a gon' kill everything
N***a gon' kill everything
And my shorty wetter than some Poland Spring
I can never buy a bitch a wedding ring
And n***a, I just put that shit on everything
On everything, put that shit on everything
I can never, on everything
On everything, I put that shit on everything
All my bitches wetter than some Poland Spring

[Verse 1]
Pull up and I'm swinging and your bitch she gave me brain
And all my n***as in this bitch and you know we hold it lit
And we pull up on the curb because we never gave a shit
And we still don't give two fucks about a hatin' little bitch
N***a bitches on my dick and they be leanin' onto me
N***a I'mma give her all of me, psych she get half of me
Pistola yeah, I prolly high of trees
I be lowkey, but, high as ever
And your bitch she know I'm clever
Pistola down for whatever
And I pull up in another n***a bitch car
O shit Pistola think you took it too far
I don't give a shit, fuck the bitch, and the bitch car
I'mma get so high feel like I can touch Mars
I'mma get so high, get so rich I might buy a star
I'mma get so motherfucking fresh to death
I might kill the motherfuckin' chef
Cookin' shit, cookin' shit, I be cookin' shit
Kill the chef 'cause I'm cookin shit, I be cookin' shit
Quick chef 'cause I'm cookin' shit, yay yay
Cookin' shit