Lyrics Burna Bandz – Water

Fuck
They got you in that jam bro (don’t worry bro)
We gonna work this shit out
Bro heard they got you in that water

When it’s time to ride
I swear it’s like they stallin’
So I separate myself
On the run to the walk
Ain’t too many real left but I don’t do it for no one else
Let a nigga disrespect make a fool of himself
This glizzy bad for his health
Get him cooked like the chef
Bitch buggin’ like a pest just cause I don’t answer texts
See they diss and sending dess but that’s as far as it gets
‘Cause when we pull up know the rest
Black suits black dress
Better roll we press
In the trap we finesse
They shot my dog the other day like shit we almost lost him
Father know we got blessed even though we sin often
Got brothers fighting cases
I just wish the best for him
Canteen I drop it on him
Phone calls I can’t ignore them

Bro heard they got you in that water
(That water, that water, that water, that water, that water)

Bro heard they got you in that water
(In that water, in that water, in that water, in that water, that water)
Bro heard they got you in that water (uhh uh uh, deep in that water)
Bro heard they got you in that water (deep in that water, uhh)

And my youngin’ he be shopping like he strolling through the store
And when I cashout in the store you know I ask him what he want
In the studio going’ crazy ’cause I got niggas on the block
I’m just focused on the plot my nigga gotta make it out
And who they when you down and out
I’m just tryna dodge a drought
Buy the lassos for the trap house and cash the racks out
Bounce the stash in the couch
Count twenty lost count
And for the right amount my youngin’ put him in the lost and found

This for my niggas in the water and it’s getting harder
And it’s getting harder
Tryna dodge indictment Tryna dodge a court order
Solid like a fortress
Never could they break us
And if they want this smoke we bring it to them like a waiter

Money conversations
That’s all I be talking about T Dub he don’t play around
And J mon yeah he home now
And the phone booming so you know the trap mobile
I’m a do the day shift like bro get the night route
Screaming free thirty
I ain’t seen bro in a long time
Flights out to LA
Tryna get some of that sunshine
And if we talking war time, they don’t want it with mine
Scared to get their feet wet
Scared to make that sacrifice