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