Waterpark

[Intro]

Yeah nigga I'm out here shining

You see me bitch, I don't see you though

Fake ass, fraud ass rap niggas

You on Twitter though, where you hiding at?

I'ma find you, little word of advice bitch nigga, don't sleep!

[Verse 1]

Heavy Duty shots out the Uzi into your momma house

Clip your momma on the couch

Now your momma running out the back door

Car-bomb strapped to her black Ford

Won't make it out the hospital tonight

You see I try to be a civil dude but bitches can get it too

Lying to the Johnny's like these rappers do in interviews

It's wavy in the beach, but nigga's crazy in the beach

It'd be smart to keep 380's where you sleep

I need a bitch like Brandy

We can make a baby in the Jeep

She's drove me crazy since "Moesha"

I'd really like to meet you

Niggas asking me for features

But nobody's talking monetary

Probably the reason why you never hear me

[Hook]

Tell all the girls clap your hands, you coming out of them pants

I don't ask or make demands, I'm the mothafuckin' man

Can somebody tell them broads, they coming out of them draws

I swear to God I love you all, where my round of applause at

We cashing all checks, don't call the laws yet

My niggas dogs, no need to get them involved

Cause them guns come out like the summertime sun

Yeah them guns come out like the summertime

[Verse 2]

I'm taking niggas bitches like Bowser

I pound her, you hound her

I never been sympathetic for simping

These niggas act like the women they crying over

Invite her over, dig her out then kick her out

Raw dog her then dog her, don't call until them kids is out

See I take a different route with everything I do

Where some little shit to me could be like everything to you

You could give a wedding ring to a girl you'll never screw

And I apologize for that, it must suck to be a fool

I'm tactical, been cracking hoes since secondary school

We trapping hoes, selling 4 and 5's for the price of 2

I was taught that the life you live is the life you choose

I chose the path of a winner, now shake that ass for a nigga

[Hook]

Tell all the girls clap your hands, you coming out of them pants

I don't ask or make demands, I'm the mothafuckin' man

Can somebody tell them broads, they coming out of them draws

I swear to God I love you all, where my round of applause at

We cashing all checks, don't call the laws yet

My niggas dogs, no need to get them involved

Cause them guns come out like the summertime sun

Yeah them guns come out like the summertime