The Alchemist, Boldy James, ICECOLDBISHOP - Hot Water Tank lyrics
The Alchemist [Alan Daniel Maman] Beverly Hills, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[The Alchemist, Boldy James, ICECOLDBISHOP - Hot Water Tank lyrics]
What I want for what?
It's just a water tank
Yeah, okay
Back and forth, shell casings scattered across the concrete
Pass the torch, bullet fragments splash across your mom Jeep
Eatin' Chinese inside the hooptie, bitch, we five deep
And right beside me, a semi-automatic mind piece
Niggas killed my cousin, so it's fuck you, I deny peace
Scope police dogs sniffin', hide the weed inside of my sneaks
Caught that Twitter talkin' nigga slippin', now I'm weak
Baby, hand that towel to wipe that nigga blood off my fleece
See [?] traded for my blazer just like Rasheed
I shifted to the D with extra pieces, bitch, I'm tryna eat
Until I make like twenty-five, I keep like ten racks set aside
Just for a rainy day, in case I gotta keep a play alive
Got a throwaway inside the truck, it's a full time job to try to stay alive
When if a fuck nigga gettin' out of line, he gettin' hog tied with a Christmas light, motherfucker
If they get out of line, bow
You see, see this water tank
You're a fiend beyond comprehension
Weak, junkie, rat
Where we at?
They call me Bo Jack because I run pills and I dump base (Yeah)
Whole battle was an uphill climb, nigga had to grind it out like the fun breaks (Bricks)
Work a nine-to-five, no lunch breaks, nigga tryna open up the flood gates (Where we at with it?)
Like a uncut brick, all a nigga need is one take (Let's get it), take one, action (Ayy)
Me and [?] had three bodies on the same gun 'fore they snatched him (Bro bro)
Now we live at the Franklin (Uh)
Held it down, kept it too real, 'fore he died, never got to thank him (At all)
Dog ranned off with the pack, caught him down bad and we spanked him (Brr)
Burnin' opps in the Backwood, me and Jody in the Benzito (What else?)
Whole hood know about Lil Dave, caught up with him, he finito
Off a [?], quatro, cinco, shells sing slow
Hit him two times with the Gleeko (Bah-bah), now he flyin' up Pico (Ayy)
With Guadalupe and Frederico (Yeah), 1942, Meek flow (Let's get it)
Turnin' kis to a soufflé, extra few K, get a free O (You know it)
Trap hard or go home, nigga had to use his shoebox for a bank
Fiend on his way to the scrap yard, he just stole another hot water tank
Where we at with it?
How much for the-
Ah, it's just a water tank