Since99 - Walking Puddle lyrics

[Since99 - Walking Puddle lyrics]

Uh huh (yeah) okay (Damn, JakeSand)
Okay, motherfucker okay

He cannot afford to fill up his gas tank (No)
Moving militant, I'm finna pull up in a tank
(Pew) i ain't totin' any straps
But I'ma stab him with a shank
(Totin' straps) tryna get up on our level
You gon' have to climb the ranks (Bitch)
If you add 'em like a
Then bitch I'm Agent Cody Banks
(Banks, banks) everyday I wake up to my
DM's sayin' shit cranks
I just took a trip to London and
They was callin' me a wank
You a weird ass lil' kid sayin' "4 20 dank"
Bruh, it's 2020
Why the fuck you tryna still battle rap?
If my son be talkin' crazy
I'ma ask where the paddle at
I just caught one of my opps
Riding 'round in a Pontiac
Bustin' bang plays all night
Think I'm insomniac in the eye of the swiper
I ain't into fraud
But these ho's ain't either
(Swipe, swipe, swipe)
Throwin' bullets, bitch
I feel like DeShone Kizer
I just lay with your bitch and she wet
Like a geyser
Different attire, rockin' Amiri (yeah)
Shoutout to ask questions like Siri (yeah)
I mix the Helmut Lang up with the Billabong
I cannot find the next bar, I'ma end the song
(Bitch, what?) no I won't
Ho's on my line, adios (Adios)
Bitch, I'm smokin' on loud audio (Audio)
Keep on runnin' from his opps
Like it's cardio
I just need a down to earth bitch
Not a party ho
Posted on the block like Nene Hilario
(I'm posted on the block)
She be steady snortin' on the yay
What you gotta say?
I got three glicks on me
I'ma pull up with a K
Said he 'boutta roll a three gram wood
It's a J (Three grams)
Move like Chris Hansen
Pull up where you stay (yeah)
I just got a ten band check
Where is it? My pocket
Fur up on the Moncler
Feel like Davy Crockett (Davy Crockett)
He thought he was the plug
But really he the socket
Tryna box for the cheese
He ain't even tryna cop it
Caught this motherfucker stealin'
Had to hit him with the brass knuckle
I just ran up on an opp
And I saw him usin' Bumble
And I ran up on my OG
Caught him wearin' Buckle
Pour a deuce up in my berry
Now I'm feelin' like I'm Huckle
Tried to sell me a bag of mid
I just had to chuckle
I just went and stopped a hurricane
My fit a walking puddle

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