[Intro]
Huh
All facts, lil' n***a, yeah
Ayy, huh

[Verse 1]
I just had to take my cousin groceries in the house (Uh-huh)
Pull up to this bitch crib, I just fuckin' bounce
Baby, you know what I'm 'bout, I hope you don't run your mouth (Yeah)
I can spend like five thousand today, I'm still ain't runnin' out (On God)
Shiesty bitch tryna steal my cum, I threw the rubber out (Fuck)
Young n***a, gamble with my life, let me double down (What the fuck?)
I see that you tucked it in your pants, pull your stomach out
My chopper beat Floyd ass, it got a hundred rounds
Let's see how much the work can really take, you gotta play with it (Play)
Pussy way too good, I had to fuck around and lay in it
I keep my fire, I can't get caught lackin', I gotta stay with it
They just want money, these bitches, they even let Baby Tay hit it, huh, huh (That's crazy)
I know that thеse n***as don't be likin' me, huh
No, it ain't my fault that your wifе for me
I ain't crashin' out for no bitch, she ain't gon' be writin' me
Before FaceTime, I had bitches gettin' naked on Skype for me

[Chorus]
Mm, neck, water (Water)
Fit, water (Water)
Wrist, water (Water)
That pussy, water (Water, water)
Neck, water (Water)
Fit, water (Water)
Wrist, water
That pussy (Mm), water
[Verse 2]
Every n***a that hated on my pops, I fucked they daughter
Ridin' 'round in the whip, shit, we got ARs with the carbon
No, I ain't signed to Savage, but your bitch, she'll get slaughtered
I was on the run with just me and my bitch, we like the Carters, n***a (Oh, yeah)
Y'all gon' have to catch me up in traffic, fuck the charge, n***a (Phew)
I got too much money, I can't drive no fucking Charger, n***a (Phew)
Ridin' 'round with bro, we in bulletproof Brabus, n***a (Mm)
I can't take no chances, all this ice, I'm a target, n***a
I can't even lie, my side bitches think it's him (All facts)
My other bitch so pretty, she don't need no BBL (Facts)
I deserve to get my head blew off, you see me tell (Hmm)
I'ma keep on tryin' before you ever see me fail, huh (Bitch)
Take her to the room, no bitch gon' know where I be sleepin' at (On my mama)
Fly her to Miami, that's just our favorite place we creepin' at
You won't catch me cryin' about no bitch, I'm just too P for that
Won't catch me on the internet tryna beef, I'm just too street for that

[Chorus]
Mm, neck, water (Water)
Fit, water (Water)
Wrist, water (Water)
That pussy, water (Mm, mm)
Neck, water (Water)
Fit, water (Water)
Wrist, water
That pussy, water