LIKE AGUA (part. OhGeesy)

Ayy, ayy, hundred
Woah, ayy, woah, ayy (what you know about the game?)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, Kyle, you goin' wild)

Hundred packs of that loud, she calls me daddy
Wet, like water, my diamonds dance salsa
Wrist, it does the cha-cha, now she’s gone like: Ta-da
Begging me to hit it, then treats it like it’s nada
Hundred packs of that loud, she calls me daddy
Wet, like water, my diamonds dance salsa
Wrist, it does the cha-cha, now she’s gone like: Ta-da
Begging me to hit it, then treats it like it’s nada

Wrist, it does the cha-cha, it’s dancing like a boss
I can't dance too much in the club 'cause I carry heat
11K, Cartier pierce costs half a brick
Knock 'em down, that’s how we roll
Hit all these fools 'cause I know that we don’t miss
Cash came in 'cause it ain't nothing, cut off a chick
Upgrading my Glocks, now the whole block’s got switches
Cut off all them thots 'cause I want money, not no tricks
OTX, over everything, I stand on business
I could stand on my opp block 'cause they some punks
You can ask God, but don’t ask me for no forgiveness
Walk in any store and blow a bag just like it’s Christmas
Windows, they tinted, you can't see who’s in it
Roll with 3-4 killers when I ride 'round in my city
2022, we keep the fullies, not no semis
My girl gets what everybody’s asking, brand new titties

Hundred packs of that loud, she calls me daddy
Wet, like water, my diamonds dance salsa
Wrist, it does the cha-cha, now she’s gone like: Ta-da
Begging me to hit it, then treats it like it’s nada

She likes my sauce, also my mustard
I bring the crew in the Toyota to the crib
Tatted on my stomach, cops can’t catch me
Being a badass is something my grandpa passed down
Stinky my weed, I got that top-notch cream
She hops on top and tells me: Give it to me
I take her to the beach and we chill in the cabana
If someone bothers you, we’ll blow their top off
We took a hit, gold on the handle
The girl’s got the goods, here they kill like a boss
Always counting money, here we always have good luck
If I pass the checkpoint, the broke one gets caught
They say they want it, but they can never, they’re all talk, my bro
For the good of the business, that’s why my homie carries the Glock
I roll with all the heavyweights, they always see me with OGs on the block
I’m in love all over the street, the girl’s got me head over heels

Hundred packs of that loud, she calls me daddy
Wet, like water, my diamonds dance salsa
Wrist, it does the cha-cha, now she’s gone like: Ta-da
Begging me to hit it, then treats it like it’s nada
Hundred packs of that loud, she calls me daddy
Wet, like water, my diamonds dance salsa
Wrist, it does the cha-cha, now she’s gone like: Ta-da
Begging me to hit it, then treats it like it’s nada