Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God - TOILET WATER Lyrics

[Intro: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]Bosley (Yeah)Chopper squad bustin' (Yeah), bustin' (Bust)Bustin' (Bust)[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]I'm from the jungle, a lion, lil' bitchI been stuntin' since I was a kitty (Crush)Hang with the birds, I'm flyin', lil' bitchAnd my pockets is bigger than Biggie (Dust)Niggas be nerds, lyin' and shitThat's why I'ma give 'em the fifty (Frrp, fah, haha)Treat 'em like turds, don't say a wordThese niggas is all shitty (Hahahaha)Flush (Bust), flush (Bust)Flush (Bust), flush (Flush, hahahaha)Flush (Haha), flush (Flush)Flush, flush (Ayy)Gave my brodie ten, made me sick to my stomach (I like it)He gon' take it on the chin, man, he know that shit ain't nothin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)[Verse 1: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]Welcome to the devil's den, catch a homicide in public (Huh)Close that door, you can't get in, let shit down 'bout my brothers (Huh)MAC-11s and FNs, bitch, you know I keep a cutter (Grrah, grrah, grrah)And I seen some deadly sins, boy, you with me, instant jealous[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]Flush (Okay)Flush, flush, flush, flush (Let me talk to 'em)Flush, flush, flush, flush (Hahaha)Flush, flush, flush, flush (Yeah, I mean, look at these bum-ass niggas, dawg, shittin' me, yeah)[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]I'm from the jungle, a lion, lil' bitchI been stuntin' since I was a kitty (Okay, yeah)Hang with the birds, I'm flyin', lil' bitchAnd my pockets is bigger than Biggie (Okay, ayy)Niggas be nerds, lyin' and shitThat's why I'ma give 'em the fifty (Frrp, fah, haha)Treat 'em like turds, don't say a wordThese niggas is all shitty (Hahaha)Flush (Flush), flush (Pussy)Flush (Flush), flush (Flush, pussy)Flush (Flush), flush (Yeah)Flush, flush (Okay)Gave my brodie ten, made me sick to my stomach (Okay)He gon' take it on the chin, man, he know that shit ain't nothin' (Ugh, hahaha)[Verse 2: Ski Mask the Slump God]I'm like, stop, crush, four leaf, luckyNow he in a shit bag, soda, I don't crush (Yeah)Break him like a Kit-Kat, Chris, how I be tuckin'Clutch, clutch, clutch, clinchWith a shovel, I came out the muddyLike you made for a crash, you a dummyYou be built like a nose, you be runnyMoney flow like constipated tummyHow I feel? Niggas, they be bummyLike croissant, niggas, they be crumbyLike a crash, niggas, they be dummyKevin Hart, niggas, they be funny[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]Yeah, ayy, hahahahaha, yeahFlush, flush (Um), flush, flush (Flush)Flush, flush (Flush), flush, flush (Yeah)[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]I'm from the jungle, a lion, lil' bitchI been stuntin' since I was a kitty (Crush)Hang with the birds, I'm flyin', lil' bitchAnd my pockets is bigger than Biggie (Dust)Niggas be nerds, lyin' and shitThat's why I'ma give 'em the fifty (Frrp, fah, haha)Treat 'em like turds, don't say a wordThese niggas is all shitty (Hahahaha)Flush (Bust), flush (Bust)Flush (Bust), flush (Flush, hahaha)Flush (Haha), flush (Flush)Flush, flush (Ayy)Gave my brodie ten, made me sick to my stomach (I like it)He gon' take it on the chin, man, he know that shit ain't nothin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)[Outro: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God]Welcome to the devil's den, catch a homicide in public (God, yeah)