Single / Track
Florida Water
Lyrics
Yeah
Let me turn this motherfucker down
Yeah (Ayy, Scheme, you killed it)
I need a M, I ain't trippin', I'll get to it when I get to it
This that weed-blowin', lean-pourin', real gangsta music
He know I'm familiar with the brick by how my wrist movin'
Throw him in that water, I'm from Florida, but my wrist Cuban
Yeah, but my wrist Cuban
Throw him in that water, I'm from Florida, but my wrist Cuban
Yeah, but my wrist Cuban
Throw him in that water, I'm from Florida, but my wrist Cuban
Yeah, hula hoop the brick, I had to break it down to zip
You can't show a nigga love, 'cause all that love shit get you killed
With my brothers right or wrong, I up that fire right off the rip
Hunnid fifty in the clip and we gon' keep that bitch on tip
Yeah, bumper to bumper, I'm in Rancho Cucamonga
I just snuck in with that thumper, nigga
Yeah, thumper for thumper, everyone gon' live they karma
Ain't no order, ain't no honor, nigga
Yeah, them niggas rats, I said, "What's up?"
They broke they neck and no one upped, it ain't no stompers with 'em
Yeah, them niggas rats, I said, "What's up?"
They broke they neck and no one upped, it ain't no stompers with 'em
I need a M, I ain't trippin', I'll get to it when I get to it
This that weed-blowin', lean-pourin', real gangsta music
He know I'm familiar with the brick by how my wrist movin'
Throw him in that water, I'm from Florida, but my wrist Cuban
Yeah, but my wrist Cuban
Throw him in that water, I'm from Florida, but my wrist Cuban
Yeah, but my wrist Cuban
Throw him in that water, I'm from Florida, but my wrist Cuban
Got these niggas mad, I took off and I kicked the door in
Tell 'em I can't rock the show if they don't let the bros in
Won't put my trust inside no ho, no, all these bitches goin'
They like, "Jit, you snappin', you the one, lil' bro, you chosen"
I'm just tryna get that bag, no, I ain't tryna be famous
You ain't talkin' 'bout no motion, you don't speak my language
Them rats, they got me limpin' with a walk, I need my cane, bitch