Sharc, Pi’erre Bourne - Brown Water lyrics

Yeah brown water in me

Boys in the hood, can I lay in your lap? Bae
I'm tellin' you all of me
Come from the hood with them drillers that's
Throwing them hit's for no lawyer fees
Daddy had so many bitches I feel
Like this pistol had fathered me
Uncle was scrapin' the pot and I'm beatin'
The block 'til the corner bleed
Hearin' them voices, I'm P noid
(Devil singin')
Runnin' around with them D-boys (Pistol ring)
Cut 'em and give 'em a kiloid (Smiley face)
Bullets gon' hit through the vehicle
(Leave a stain)

Boys in the hood, bae
I'm pourin' up drank on the block
Where my brother got stained
Thought he was let in the club but my
Young nigga snuffin' him out of his chain
Mommy at my court dates
Gotta cop her a Range
My wrist need a North Face, yeah
It's wifey and dame
I ain't hit it in a while, memory lane
I feel like her dentist now
She do Fendi and Wang
Grrt, that draco spin around like a orangutan
Sharc gon' bring them killers out
They'll kill Max Payne
You roll it up, tried to face the blunt
Then I blacked and he passed the shit
She passin' like Nash and shit, yeah
You know that I'm accurate
I'm icy, I splash in Rick, you
Know I'm not havin' it, yeah
You know that I clap the stick, yeah
You know that I'm-

I got some demons, they whisper to me
So I'm lacin' my cup with ecstasy
I had a brother that I used to treat
Like my mother so then they neglected me
In the Maybach, she leave puddles
I fuck up her weave like
She fresh out a rumble
Taliban, move like we Russian, I hop out
I'm clutchin' the stick with a muzzle
Shorty gon' jump on the cock like a mongoose
Henny and Perc pills
Cuzzo, he call me, he havin' them nightmares
He went on his first drill
Purple the Fanta, you know
That the Rolls blue, i'm drippy in Hermes
That pussy is pink and it's
Matchin' her toes too
She gettin' her Birkin
Front of the projects, who movin' the
Hard white, the Ruger was jerk, man
Stick in the 'Rari, abusin' the turnpike
The demons is lurkin'

Boys in the hood, can I lay in your lap? Bae
I'm tellin' you all of me
Come from the hood with them drillers that's
Throwing them hit's for no lawyer fees
Daddy had so many bitches I feel
Like this pistol had fathered me
Uncle was scrapin' the pot and I'm beatin'
The block 'til the corner bleed
Hearin' them voices, I'm P noid
(Devil singin')
Runnin' around with them D-boys (Pistol ring)
Cut 'em and give 'em a kiloid (Molly fake)
Bullets gon' hit through the vehicle
(Leave a stain)