Pistola - Poland Spring

{Intro}
Shorty wetter than some Poland Spring
Aye
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You know it's a good day
When your bitch's pussy wetter than Poland Spring
Nah mean? Shit's wavy b
Yeah, yeah
Wetter than some, I never fuck bitches
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

{Chorus}
Yeah, shorty wetter than some Poland Spring
I can never buy a bitch a wedding ring
Nigga, and I put that shit on everything
On everything, I'mma kill everything
Yeah, shorty wetter than some Poland Spring
I can never buy a bitch a wedding ring
Nigga, and I put that shit on everything
A young nigga gon' kill everything
Nigga gon' kill everything
And my shorty wetter than some Poland Spring
I can never buy a bitch a wedding ring
And nigga, I just put that shit on everything
On everything, put that shit on everything
I can never, on everything
On everything, I put that shit on everything
All my bitches wetter than some Poland Spring

{Verse 1}
Pull up and I'm swinging and your bitch she gave me brain
And all my niggas in this bitch and you know we hold it lit
And we pull up on the curb because we never gave a shit
And we still don't give two fucks about a hatin' little bitch
Nigga bitches on my dick and they be leanin' onto me
Nigga I'mma give her all of me, psych she get half of me
Pistola yeah, I prolly high of trees
I be lowkey, but, high as ever
And your bitch she know I'm clever
Pistola down for whatever
And I pull up in another nigga bitch car
O shit Pistola think you took it too far
I don't give a shit, fuck the bitch, and the bitch car
I'mma get so high feel like I can touch Mars
I'mma get so high, get so rich I might buy a star
I'mma get so motherfucking fresh to death
I might kill the motherfuckin' chef
Cookin' shit, cookin' shit, I be cookin' shit
Kill the chef 'cause I'm cookin shit, I be cookin' shit
Quick chef 'cause I'm cookin' shit, yay yay
Cookin' shit