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Water Gun (feat. JAC) Video (MV)






YNB 201 - Water Gun (feat. JAC) Lyrics




Made that lil bitch pay the bill
She want the dill that bitch all on my pickle
You tried to f*ck, but she won't let you tickle
Bitch you so broke all you got is a nickle
(Hey)
Choppa so wet like I'm Blastoise
AR-15 none of my niggas got toys
You and your team vs. RO$Y & Boy Boyz
We smokin loud like it's melodies, no noise

Water gun, Water gun, Water gun
Iced out the tech so I call it the soaker
That bitch was horny I gave her the poker
Dick in her throat so I call it the choker (aye)
Water gun, Water gun, Water gun
Iced out the .40, unload on your shorty
Blow out her brains after she give me woadie
She call me daddy, but she call you brodie

Huh

I just be flexin cus you know I'm extra
I just been textin this bitch her name Petra
Everything shinin like A$AP & Skepta
Bitch I'm right here don't be sayin I'm next up
YNB, YNB, YNB
I'm makin hits don't you think about stoppin me
I keep a stick don't you think about poppin me
I'm with your bitch and you know that she toppin me yuh

"You always rap about money and women
Something about cummin and totin a weapon
You'll never make it just stick to your steppin
People who smoke never go up to heaven"
Talkin that shit, but you broke and you bummy
You can't tell me shit if you not gettin money
Like, nigga you mad cus I piped on your wife
You just jealous cus you never livin my life

BITCH

Aye yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Aye
Aye yeah yeah yeah
Aye, what?
Aye yeah

Yuh!
She love to talk but she killin my vibe
I love to smoke but she killin my high
Shawty a dime so I'm cummin inside
Don't give it time baby just give me mind
Never caught up on no old hoe
JAC on the track, they like "oh no"
My niggas real cus they don't fold
Hit you where it hurts like a low blow
I might roll up in a viper
Shootin my shot like a sniper
Shawty askin if I like her
Tell her that I'll never wife her
Swipin like my name is swiper
Killin the beat, Michael Myers
You ain't really real, you a lier
Claiming you fly, but I'm flyer

I might roll up in a ghost
Huh
I just be poppin like toast
Huh
Claiming that I'll do the most
Huh
All I wanna do is toke
Huh
All I wanna do is smoke
Huh
All I wanna do is smoke (smoke)
All I wanna do is smoke
Yeah
All I wanna do is smoke

BITCH
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Made that lil bitch pay the bill
She want the dill that bitch all on my pickle
You tried to f*ck, but she won't let you tickle
Bitch you so broke all you got is a nickle
(Hey)
Choppa so wet like I'm Blastoise
AR-15 none of my niggas got toys
You and your team vs. RO$Y & Boy Boyz
We smokin loud like it's melodies, no noise

Water gun, Water gun, Water gun
Iced out the tech so I call it the soaker
That bitch was horny I gave her the poker
Dick in her throat so I call it the choker (aye)
Water gun, Water gun, Water gun
Iced out the .40, unload on your shorty
Blow out her brains after she give me woadie
She call me daddy, but she call you brodie

Huh

I just be flexin cus you know I'm extra
I just been textin this bitch her name Petra
Everything shinin like A$AP & Skepta
Bitch I'm right here don't be sayin I'm next up
YNB, YNB, YNB
I'm makin hits don't you think about stoppin me
I keep a stick don't you think about poppin me
I'm with your bitch and you know that she toppin me yuh

"You always rap about money and women
Something about cummin and totin a weapon
You'll never make it just stick to your steppin
People who smoke never go up to heaven"
Talkin that shit, but you broke and you bummy
You can't tell me shit if you not gettin money
Like, nigga you mad cus I piped on your wife
You just jealous cus you never livin my life

BITCH

Aye yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Aye
Aye yeah yeah yeah
Aye, what?
Aye yeah

Yuh!
She love to talk but she killin my vibe
I love to smoke but she killin my high
Shawty a dime so I'm cummin inside
Don't give it time baby just give me mind
Never caught up on no old hoe
JAC on the track, they like "oh no"
My niggas real cus they don't fold
Hit you where it hurts like a low blow
I might roll up in a viper
Shootin my shot like a sniper
Shawty askin if I like her
Tell her that I'll never wife her
Swipin like my name is swiper
Killin the beat, Michael Myers
You ain't really real, you a lier
Claiming you fly, but I'm flyer

I might roll up in a ghost
Huh
I just be poppin like toast
Huh
Claiming that I'll do the most
Huh
All I wanna do is toke
Huh
All I wanna do is smoke
Huh
All I wanna do is smoke (smoke)
All I wanna do is smoke
Yeah
All I wanna do is smoke

BITCH
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Writer: Cristian Alarcon, Joaquin Carpio
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