Water on me, yeah it drip when I breathe,
Shawty want a vibe, but I’m hard to appease.
Racks in the bag, I ain’t missin’ no fees,
Floatin’ through the city like I’m cool with the breeze.
I been floatin’ on these racks, I don’t stress, I don’t fold,
Ice on my neck lookin’ heavy, feelin’ bold.
Shawty got a body I could never leave on hold,
Hit it once, now she hooked like a rumor she told.
Fuck what they sayin’, I been mindin’ my biz’,
Gettin’ paid in my sleep—yeah, the life that I live.
Got a freak in the back tryna show me her tricks,
She a ten on the ‘Gram, in my room she a six.
Wait—lemme chill.
Nah, fuck it, I’m lit.
Drip too filthy, yeah this shit too rich,
Shawty wanna ride but she talk too much shit.
I don’t chase nothin’, let the money come quick,
I’m the type to blow a bag, make it back—real slick.
I been off in that mode, every night a new scene,
Mixin’ down the designer like it’s two-color lean.
Got her beggin’ for the pipe while she yellin’ my name,
Told her chill—“play your part,” you ain’t part of the team.
My lifestyle grown, I don’t deal with no kids,
Whole squad winnin’, yeah we handle our biz.
I’m a boss in this shit, you can tell how I live,
Runnin’ laps round these boys and I’m doin’ it big.
She wanna fuck on the low, so I call when I can,
Told her “don’t get attached,” I ain’t nobody’s man.
I been focused on the bag, that’s the part of the plan,
Money stackin’ so high it won’t fit in my hand.
Yeah, I take what I want,
Ain’t no sayin’ I can’t.
Every move that I make,
Leave ’em stuck where they stand.
Water on me, yeah it drip when I breathe,
Shawty want a vibe, but I’m hard to appease.
Racks in the bag, I ain’t missin’ no fees,
Floatin’ through the city like I’m cool with the breeze.
