G#Fm
Damn, DJ Plugg, you just killed it
[Chorus]
G#Fm
So much water on my neck might need a boat or something
G#Fm
So many different girls I got a load of 'em (yeah!)
G#Fm
Why you always hating, go and get you some
G#Fm
Girl, why you always tripping when you know it's love
G#Fm
Walk around, Cuban link, my Patek is flooded
G#Fm
Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (ooh!)
G#
Flooded with them hundreds (damn!)
Fm
Flooded with them hundreds
[Verse 1]
G#
What you thought it was?
Fm
And it's sixteen-hundred
G#Fm
Try to take my soul my young niggas they coming
G#Fm
I remember when they said that I was nothing
G#Fm
I can't trust my brother, I can't trust my cousin
G#Fm
No, let me take my time
G#Fm
I want every girl like I can't make my mind
G#Fm
I spent eighty-thousand just to flood the time
G#Fm
I don't wear no Hanes, my T-shirt Saint Laurent
G#Fm
I just made a whole bag from like half of a show
G#Fm
I still got some boys sad, moving bags of the dope
G#Fm
Yeah you know I got that cash, you get blast on the low
G#Fm
Just because you knew my dad don't mean that I play you close
[Chorus]
G#Fm
So much water on my neck might need a boat or something
G#Fm
So many different girls I got a load of 'em (yeah!)
G#Fm
Why you always hating, go and get you some
G#Fm
Girl, why you always tripping when you know it's love
G#Fm
Walk around, Cuban link, my Patek is flooded
G#Fm
Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (ooh!)
G#
Flooded with them hundreds (damn!)
Fm
Flooded with them hundreds
[Verse 2]
G#Fm
What you thought it was?
G#Fm
I've been by myself so I'm not losing health
G#Fm
I don't need you niggas, look like you can't tell
G#Fm
Can't do nothing around you 'cause we know you 'gone tell
G#Fm
Niggas I grew up with got a five-star room in Hell
G#Fm
Wait, cause they not loyal
G#Fm
Can't believe we grew up in the soil
(fuck nigga, fuck nigga, fuck nigga!)
G#Fm
Tell my niggas I got them with lawyers
G#Fm
Man, I wish I would knew I would have warned ya
(woulda warned you!)
G#Fm
Man, I wish I would knew I would have warned ya
G#Fm
They killed Ninety right there on the corner
G#Fm
I miss Chico I swear that's my brother
G#Fm
Looking down on me right with his mother
[Chorus]
G#Fm
So much water on my neck might need a boat or something
G#Fm
So many different girls I got a load of 'em (yeah!)
G#Fm
Why you always hating, go and get you some
G#Fm
Girl, why you always tripping when you know it's love
G#Fm
Walk around, Cuban link, my Patek is flooded
G#Fm
Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (ooh!)
G#
Flooded with them hundreds (damn!)
Fm
Flooded with them hundreds