Water ft. SaiphwitdaK & 930Zay Lyrics

Bitch you know we spray them things like it's stilwater

And I'm riding with some thiefs like it's blackwater

From the place where it's easy to lose your brother

Oxnard where them fools cause real slaughter

Bitch you know we spray them things like it's stilwater

And I'm riding with some thiefs like it's blackwater

From the place where it's easy to lose your brother

Oxnard where them fools cause real slaughter

100 round drum you would think I'm taliban

Pull up with my whole crew ye we looking like a band

Riding with my old shoes yeah I'm fitted up in vans

Riding with my old crew never hung out with no brads

I just took a sip, now I'm dreaming

Smoking on a blunt while I'm thinking

Rolling up a joint three kings in it

I'm a weed addict shit I'll admit it

I hit up my boys "Where we heading?"

They reply "To the studio session"

I grew up in canals and them trenches

That's why I'm always smoking on some fucking essence

Mom I'm sorry I ain't the rest, mom I'm sorry I ain't the best

Mom I'm sorry I smoke zest, it's the only thing I got left

Smoking weed I never stress

Got me feeling like I'm blessed

Bitch you know we spray them things like it's stilwater

And I'm riding with some thiefs like it's blackwater

From the place where it's easy to lose your brother

OX where them fools cause real slaughter

Bitch you know we spray them things like it's stilwater

And I'm riding with some thiefs like it's blackwater

From the place where it's easy to lose your brother

OX where them fools cause real slaughter

She like "Where you going? I ain't done with you"

She in that tiger print, she a saber tooth

She see you fuck with me, you'll catch a laser too

She hopping out the whip, I watch her aim at you

Ain't nobody know a thing about me and you

You might probably hear me bumping on the speakers too

I'll give you a piece of mind, but i aint feeding you

I walk the front of the line, but I don't need a tool

Back to back nights and we hit the stu

Taking hella shots, could barely keep my cool

If this shit goes outta pocket imma act a fool

Make this grown man feel like he was back in school

In my city you bounce out when the fucking time comes

But when that time comes they won't fucking try us

I'd rather spend my time tryna light a tight dutch

And kick back if I ever hear the sirens come

Walking through the neighborhood my clique hitting right

I just hit the wood now my vision going blind

I can never loose got my money up a dime

Get the fuck off the beat, can't hit a rhyme

Me and Clouds coming at the same damn time

Me and clouds really got the same Glock nine

You can let the heat off, bitch I got mine

Some bout my g note, bitch I gotta shine

Larry bird with your bitch, yeah we sippin goose

I just hit the all star list, you can't confuse

Some bout my all star bitch you can't refuse

Some like the Oxnard clique I gotta prove

Coming from the 805 city, what it do?

Dirty dishes, gotta keep a mop and a broom

Hundred dollar bills flying off the top roof

Feel like a stinc ming, ling's with me too