Fly Water Fish lyrics

[Intro]
(I really like to use cash)
In my trench coat, I got... hey
(I knew you'd gone soft)
Yeah, big stick in my trench coat and it's hot, ho (Dinner's gon' be cold tonight, as*h*le)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm smokin' on gas, I jumped in the foreign, I just f*cked your b*tch
She don't want you 'cause she want a young n*gga that do it like this (Yeah)
I trap out the kitchen and step in designer, I fly water fish (Yeah)
She off the molly, the Perc' in my body, we spinnin' like discs (Yeah)
Two Glocks, hit you once, b*tch, that's a three-way
b*tches blow me like a birthday, I get cake, man
Don't you see me in these sweatpants? I got weight, man
Trap star, keep a Ziploc and a big Glock (I really like to use cash)

[Verse]
Yeah, I switch up the swag, designer my bag
I see it, you know that I cop it (Yeah)
It hurt me to see you ain't got it, lil' n*gga
It make me wanna go in my pocket (Yeah)
I play with the bands, whenever I land
She call me and we get it poppin' (Yeah)
I know that's your ho so I ain't gon' f*ck
But I'm prolly gon' let that b*tch top me
I keep a big Glock in my trench coat
Run up on me, we gon' let it pop like Coke and Mentos
I'm a trap star, baby, I can't love no damn ho
I got real hundreds in, I never made the honor roll
I love my stick, she always by my side
n*ggas hate on me but they won't ever try it (Yeah)
I made plays when you was playin' on the slide
Check in with me first before you come outside
My trap get the cake, but we still servin' pies
[Bridge]
Yeah, big stick in my trench coat
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm smokin' on gas, I jumped in the foreign, I just f*cked your b*tch
She don't want you 'cause she want a young n*gga that do it like this (Yeah)
I trap out the kitchen and step in designer, I fly water fish (Yeah)
She off the molly, the Perc' in my body, we spinnin' like discs (I really like to use cash, yeah)
Two Glocks, hit you once, b*tch, that's a three-way
b*tches blow me like a birthday, I get cake, man
Don't you see me in these sweatpants? I got weight, man
Trap star, keep a Ziploc and a big Glock

[Outro]
I knew you'd gone soft
Dinner's gon' be cold tonight, as*h*le