Ride my wave,
you won't ever need no water
(You think I was playin' when I said
I'm really ballin'? Woo)
I need two or three, just you and me,
that might get borin'
I don't fuck with hoes that make up stories,
not Sephora
When she with me she know she
don't ever need no water
Cheat on me, I'ma fuck your best friend,
just don't get me started
I threw like a hundred thousand
every month at Starlet's
Just don't tell my baby
momma nothin'
From the Bronx, I got it
tat ted,
my nigga, look
I don't do no G- Wagon,
unless I'm with the gang
Leo, the stragglers with us
We was really pushin'
Ps and crackin' cars
But I couldn't say that in songs
They gon' try to make a case
out of what I say
No matter if it was true or false
All of my niggas got baptized
to the streets
Catch a body and talk to God
My role model brought my
head up at thirteen
50 Cent taught me how to rob
And then my mom moved me to Florida
to finish high school
And that's when I caught the charge
Bought a double R, treated it like a Mercedes,
girl, I swear to God
And I'm from New York,
you can call me baby
Baby like I'm Biggie Smalls
The way you be,
the way you be sayin' my name, yeah
I'm wavy, you throwin' it back,
different angles
And I used to be rockin'
the same clothes
Thinkin' it was okay 'cause
it's Balmain, all
Birkins and Tiffany for my main hoe
Did it all, I retired to Palm Angels
Ride my wave,
you won't ever need no water
(You think I was playin' when I said
I'm really ballin'? Woo)
I need two or three, just you and me,
that make it borin'
I don't fuck with hoes that make up stories,
not Sephora
When she with me she know she
don't ever need no water
Cheat on me, I'ma fuck your best friend,
just don't get me started
I threw like a hundred thousand
every month at Starlet's
Just don't tell my baby momma nothin'
(Just don't tell my baby
momma nothin')
Mm, all the water like a sea,
I came in with A Boogie and PnB
Thuggin', I never went to BET
But I came a long way, I'm on in the streets
I'm ballin',
I don't give a fuck what time it is
Bitch, I'm goin' back to sleep,
ayy
I'm bouncin' I can call
up all your steppers
To knock you right off of your feet,
ayy
My money ran deep, rain hit my wrist,
water turn to ice, ayy
Oh, you know I'm cheatin'?
Even when I'm wrong
Bitch, I'm always right
I go to New York for the jury,
I go to North Miami for the Perky
I put the remix on the verse
Nuttin' in three bitches on
purpose,
you heard me
Richard Mille cost a half a ounce,
in a hotel tryna bust a scamp
Paid three Bs for this fuckin' deal
Made three hundred racks, no question
I was only tryna make it for my fam'
Had to make it sell, it wasn't no twists
I went on robberies to get designer
jeans so I'm stylin' free
Nigga, Funk Flex
Ride my wave, you won't ever need
no water (uh- huh)
(You think I was playin' when I said
I'm really ballin'? Woo)
I need two or three, just you and me,
that make it borin'
I don't fuck with hoes that make up stories,
not Sephora
When she with me she know she
don't ever need no water
Cheat on me, I'ma fuck your best friend,
just don't get me started
I threw like a hundred thousand every
month at Starlet's
Just don't tell my baby
momma nothin'
A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie And Kodak Black 
