Danny Towers, DJ Scheme, Ski Mask The Slump God - Florida Water

yeah
let me turn this motherfucker down
yeah (ayy, scheme, you killed it)
i need a m, i ain't trippin', i get to it when i get to it
this that weed-blowin', lean-pourin', real gangsta music
he know i'm familiar with the brick by how my wrist movin'
throw him in that water, i'm from florida, but my wrist cuban
yeah, but my wrist cuban
throw him in that water, i'm from florida, but my wrist cuban
yeah, but my wrist cuban
throw him in that water, i'm from florida, but my wrist cuban
[verse 1: danny towers]
yeah, hula hoop the brick, i had to break it down to zip
you can't show a nigga love, 'cause all that love shit get you killed
with my brothers ridin' 'round, i up that fire right off the rip
hundred fifty in the clip and we gon' keep that bitch on tip
yeah, bumper to bumper, i'm in rancho cucamonga
i just snuck in with that thumpa, nigga
yeah, thumpa for thumpa, everyone gon' livе they karma
ain't no order, ain't no honor, nigga
yeah, thеm niggas rats, i said, "what's up?"
they broke they neck and no one upped, it ain't no stompers with 'em
yeah, them niggas rats, i said, "what's up?"
they broke they neck and no one upped, it ain't no stompers with 'em