A Boogie Wit da Hoodie – Water (Drowning Pt.2)

Lyrics Water (Drowning Pt.2) – A Boogie Wit da Hoodie feat. Kodak Black

Ride my wave, you won’t ever need no water
You think I was playin’ when I said I’m really ballin’
I need two or three, just you and me, that might get borin’
I don’t f**k with h*es that make up stories, not Sephora
When she with me she know she don’t ever need no water
Cheat on me, I’ma f**k 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 tatted, my n**ga, look
I don’t do no G-Wagen 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 n**gas 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 h*e
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’
I need two or three, just you and me, that make it borin’
I don’t f**k with h*es that make up stories, not Sephora
When she with me she know she don’t ever need no water
Cheat on me, I’ma f**k 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’

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 f**k what time it is
B**ch, 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, b**ch, 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 ..
Nuttin’ in three b**ches on purpose, you heard me

Richard Mille cost a half a ounce
In a hotel tryna bust a scamp
Paid three Bs for this f**kin’ 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, n**ga, Funk Flex

Ride my wave, you won’t ever need no water
You think I was playin’ when I said, I’m really ballin’
I need two or three, just you and me, that make it borin’
I don’t f**k with h*es that make up stories, not Sephora
When she with me she know she don’t ever need no water
Cheat on me, I’ma f**k 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’…

Written by A Boogie wit da Hoodie, Kodak Black, 254Bodi & S.Dot
Album: Me vs. Myself
Produced by 254Bodi & S.Dot
A Boogie wit da Hoodie | Kodak Black | 2022

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