Letras
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Don Veli
Day dream
Put the water to the flowers
For a couple of hours
(Water that grave)
Whipping that wave
Left arm, right arm, Glock nine, pipe bomb
Came in a degenerate and left out as an icon
Typhoon, tycoon, only one in the mic room
Bottle of the right crew, get me in a nice mood
Dick good, skin tone, never owned a flip phone
Bitches fall in love, I ain't never been in the friendzone
Streets' most prominent, coke wave dominance
God forgive niggas, I don't save your apologies (save it)
Position solidified, don't question the camaraderie
Think you can body me, best chance at lottery
Sentenced to a L, been in jail for robbery
Shout out to my niggas still upstate, penthouse P
Day dream
Put the water to the flowers
For a couple of hours
Whipping that wave (hanh)
Coke wave, tell them fuckboys die slow
Back blocks, firework like pyro
Tell them work dry, bring another half with 'em
Got a fiddle Lizzy, it get slizzy like hash in 'em
Climbin' up the mountain, watchin' lawyers in the county
Told 'em my boys comin' home, niggas started downin'
Sniped my mami at the deli, it get funny for the fedi
Copped a two-door, so they don't do me like YNW Melly
Glocky with a body on it, still I'ma use it
Wave gods, we the pioneers of the drill music
Low in the Chevelle, bag money like Fidel
Don Snow, Don Veli
Fresh up out the cell, Montana
Day dream
Put the water to the flowers
For a couple of hours
Whipping that wave (whip, hanh)