Water Zips
Say Runtz, this shit what I been goin' through lately, you heard me?
Yeah, uh, uh, yeah
Slidin' through the streets, took off my cleats and got some peace from it
I been this since I was sellin' water zips for three hundred (FOREVEROLLING)
First time I hit somethin' with that blick, I had a weak stomach
7.62 bullets knock the numbers off of 300
He ain't die, but his remainin' life gon' be a cucumber
Niggas can't out-snake me, I'm a king cobra
The realest ass, the trenches let my brother run through three boulders
Last one so ign'ant, that the J wish he could re-smoke it
Next time I see Henry, I know it might be a shootout
Servin' on probation with a anklet at my boo house
Give your life to me, and what I do and you get flewed out
Leave it in a ho raw while she on top and let it ooze out
Her head was so stupid, would've thought she had two mouths
He said, "Are you sure you don't wanna talk?" And I said, "No doubt"
Took a break from trappin', started rappin', made a new drought
Talkin' to them ratchets get you clapped at your new house
Your bitch said you're so scared, told me everything I knew 'bout
They said he almost dead, so I'm just prayin' they pull the trigger
(Swear to God, please let 'em pull the trigger)
Slidin' through the streets, took off my cleats and got some peace from it
I been here since I was sellin' water zips for three hundred
First time I hit somethin' with that blick, I had a weak stomach
7.62 bullets knock the numbers off of 300
He ain't die, but his remainin' life gon' be a cucumber
Niggas can't out-snake me, I'm a kin' cobra
I gave niggas history and somethin' real to beef over
We take sons from fathers and give mamas shit to weep over (Cartel)
Puerto Rico Dave just tapped my hip, I put that pack on it
Vacuum-sealed with inner tubes to eat the base, got stamps on it
Dick inside her purse, you get berserk, I put that lamp on it
Makin' slick remarks, get no response, can't even hear that shit from where I'm at
Never went through theatrics, just put eighteen zips on Cali meds
Losin' like a tool, but I ain't open up a package yet
Re-rock in my kitchen, doin' re-cooks
'Cause Sandra posted bond for my lil' brother, he got re-booked
A hundred bricks of tan in minivans, I got the streets shook
I met Teflon Mark in Phipps Plaza in Atlanta, I'm with OG Ken
Sell load, got stopped, but I recovered, this is no pretend
Smilin' on a boat with my lil' bitch, I just been focusin'
Cigar smoke, got caught up in the moment while I soak it in
Covered up my face in public, hope nobody notice it
I cover up her face and fuck her, I know that she lovin' it
She look back and say, "Bae, I'm cummin'," I can't hear you, come again
Slidin' through the streets, took off my cleats and got some peace from it
I been here since I was sellin' water zips for three hundred
First time I hit somethin' with that blick, I had a weak stomach
7.62 bullets knock the numbers off of 300
He ain't die, but his remainin' life gon' be a cucumber
Niggas can't out-snake me, I'm a king cobra
I gave niggas history and somethin' real to beef over
We take sons from fathers and give mamas shit to weep over
