Yung Tory – Water, Pt. 2 lyrics

[Intro]
This is a KTOE beat?

[Chorus: Yung Tory]
You ain't got no sauce, where your drip at?
I be the shit, you dig that?
Bro keep a stick, no kickback
So you better quit the chit-chat
And she got some tits and a big ass
I fell in love with big racks
She met a pimp named Drip Back
All this drip, I'm the drip man

[Post-Chorus: Yung Tory]
I'm underwater, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I hit your daughter, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I smoked a quarter, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm rockin' designer, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1: Yung Tory]
I got an Asian bitch named Mai, Mai
Told the bitch I want fried rice, but no eggs and side
Vegan life
Gettin' fat eatin' rice
Split a bag with the guys
Spray the shark, porcupine
She wanna fuck but this dick has a price
Hit it once, I change your life
That's your bitch, that's your wife
She a thot in disguise, damn
Abracadabra, kazam
The pack went missing, gas
Your bitch pussy trash
Try to touch me, my Henny, I spaz
Pass a bitch to my homie like Nash
Back in high school, I ain't go to class
I was in the hallway sellin' pack, pack
Ayy, bro you got a lighter?
Yeah, don't know

[Chorus: Yung Tory]
You ain't got no sauce, where your drip at?
I be the shit, you dig that?
Bro keep a stick, no kickback
So you better quit the chit-chat
And she got some tits and a big ass
I fell in love with big racks
She met a pimp named Drip Back
All this drip, I'm the drip man

[Post-Chorus: Yung Tory]
I'm underwater, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I hit your daughter, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I smoked a quarter, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm rockin' designer, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 2: Valee]
Yeah, I'm not rocking socks, I'm in flip flops
I'm in Louboutin like it's a gift shop
Five thousand dollars at ten shops
Bitch stomach flat like a desktop
Bitch on my dick like I'm briefs
Fuck her but keepin' it brief, keepin' it brief
Fifty-two hundred, countin' sheep, sip
Fallin' off, you goin' to sleep, while you geeked
Slip like a bitch from Belize
Balmain on like I been skatin'
I got a bitch with no waist
Everything else was in weight
I got an old school on crates

[Chorus: Yung Tory]
You ain't got no sauce, where your drip at?
I be the shit, you dig that?
Bro keep a stick, no kickback
So you better quit the chit-chat
And she got some tits and a big ass
I fell in love with big racks
She met a pimp named Drip Back
All this drip, I'm the drip man

[Post-Chorus: Yung Tory]
I'm underwater, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I hit your daughter, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I smoked a quarter, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm rockin' designer, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh