Chris Waters - Avidus (feat. Lord Jordvn)

I went from smiling squimish
To whooping yo ass and elbow dropping my demons
Youwouldn't believe it rock bottom will shake your world up uneven
Odds are you wouldn't face cement a cop car your joyous event
Imma rockstar spawn from pledge of allegiance
Disagreeing agreements
Shit it is what it is and I am what I am

I do this for sport you think it's a game
Came with the Clipse my name is my name

We not cut from the same
I'm bringing the pain
Thats a major move chin up I paid the dues stick up
Its pay per view slit tough I'm reign and true lift up
That's that weight for you brick rough imma saber tooth bitch what

It's king Neptune arriving I got drip off the cuff like I'm screaming avidus
Every shot wet like the back of your eyelids
Coming correct it's a check for the time in
I'm get that with respect of my miles
If it's a kick back my foot on the dial
To busy working while they left in the aisle

Pokets getting fat like I got jabba the huts wrist in em
Rippin my raw denim

Imma Wild todaile spit hydo at your rival for the live folk
They want my quotes/ check your Bible
I float my dick on ifle it's an eye full
Get souls in a tribal end on a high note
Thats water bent for you spinal

So sick poppin pills fix yo dip
Fill my teeth with gold bricks
This that soul shit that cold shit AYE

So sick poppin pills fix yo dip
Fill my teeth with gold bricks
This that soul shit that cold shit AYE

Every time I'm on a track Nigga the roof engulfs in flames
I'll send seven swordsmen after you to find out where you stay
And show you and all your village wavy souls is not a game

Chill lil hoe you stay low I rise up like UFO
Damn near float when I flow guitar way I picked your hoe
Pussy wet but warm like coat it's like a hot tub when I soak
Smoke around my squad like hidden mist location non disclosed

Cause y'all always fucking up purple Flurp up in my cup
If she fine I'll keep it up rocket power rocket tuff
Ain't no rugrats in my circle we don't play tekashi stuff

So sick poppin pills fix yo dip
Fill my teeth with gold bricks
This that soul shit that cold shit AYE

So sick poppin pills fix yo dip
Fill my teeth with gold bricks
This that soul shit that cold shit AYE

Written by:
Christopher Williams, Jordan Dobison

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