Vinny Carey - WATER (feat. Re)

Always getting you
It's time to get back
Done running routes but you know I gotta get that
Bruising my fists with the count of these hits
Push you down and you know you're gonna lick that
Polar counter facts on my hit list
Stranded in the desert and I know you're gonna miss this
Walking on the side I don't get to
Old girl messing with my style gotta get new
Hating
On me
Cross wide fading
OD
Red eyes saving
Old green
New year
Ain't that old me
Where we got it
In the back
Where we got it
You lack
Rap and talkin
No tracks
Get to the
Back to the
Back to the
Back to the
Back
I'm runnin it up
If these words ain't enough
I'm giving you more
You could call it injust
Look at my face and
It's clearer than Fiji
If you saw me do it
You never have seen me
Pullin up red
It's straight to the head
Body is shooting
I casket instead
Objecting right now
And I'm holding my piece
Don't know what I rest in
That rapper deceased
New bars coming in soon
With the way I'm fucking yo bitch she wet like
Her pssy dry like the desert
No matter you know that I need that
Me and my niggas got that drip
You know that we wet like
Fly as a kite
Wet like a boat
You already know I'm finna go flow like
Ever since I started rapping
Them niggas be talking
Then niggas be
Cappin and
Cappin and
Cappin
The way that I'm rapping
These niggas behind
Behind back stabbing
Uh
Saying I'm far
But you'll never go farther
Wet like Fiji bitch
Call that water
Wet like chart
Bitch call that charter
When I see a bitch
And my stick got harder
(Mumble)
Them bitches harder
They ain't worth no shit
Ain't nun but some copper
Heard his verse
Yeah
My shit harder
Hold on
Aye
Niggas be bitches
And bitches be niggas
This shit really twisted
Then a gay bitch straight
The way that I hit it
I'm fucking yo bitch
And you know that I hit it
Always getting you
It's time to get back
Done running routes but you know I gotta get that
Bruising my fists with the count of these hits
Push you down and you know you're gonna lick that
Polar counter facts on my hit list
Stranded in the desert and I know you're gonna miss this
Walking on the side I don't get to
Old girl messing with my style gotta get new
Hating
On me
Cross wide fading
OD
Red eyes saving
Old green
New year
Ain't that old me
Where we got it
In the back
Where we got it
You lack
Rap and talkin
No tracks
Get to the
Back to the
Back to the
Back to the
Back

Written by:
Timothy Moustapha, Vinny Carey

Publisher:
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