EL GACHA

[Intro]
(Damn, Con, this shit sound crazy)

[Chorus]
I'm in that water with sharks and whales with lions and tigers, my Gucci shorts (Damn)
She thought she was slick and you fucked my bitch (Huh?), she was never mine, so that pussy yours (You dig?)
Don't got no time for the sluts and lies (Damn), how she got an ass, but don't got no spine? (Huh?)
I open my eyes, I see dollar signs (Come here), the first one in line to get to the grind (Come here)

[Verse 1]
Pour up the mud, I'm in outer space, no pumpin' the brakes, I'm raisin' the stake
Take trips outta state to fuck with the pape', one thing about me, you know I'ma gеt paid
Got scars on my back from people I loved, I was up abovе when push came to shove
Throw in the glove, 'cause I'm trained to go, nine times out of ten, rather get in blood
Ayy, real pimpin' is cold, fuckin' thots from your favorite show while I fuck up the road
See, I get it and go, got a rap check, can't be trappin' them 'bows, I was out of control
Never had it before, tats on my face and my body, said she wanna fuck with a thug
If I fuck with you, it is all out of love, but I don't fear none but the man up above

[Chorus]
I'm in that water with sharks and whales with lions and tigers, my Gucci shorts (Damn)
She thought she was slick and you fucked my bitch (Huh?), she was never mine, so that pussy yours (You dig?)
Don't got no time for the sluts and lies (Damn), how she got an ass, but don't got no spine? (Huh?)
I open my eyes, I see dollar signs (Come here), the first one in line to get to the grind (Come here)

[Verse 2]
French champagne, makin' a toast
Chef put the same lamb he killed on a roast (Gang)
Feel like Tommy Shelby hoppin' out of the Rolls
Billy Kimber what you smell in the smoke
In a mink, bleak dark winter, I rode
Never once did you see Boobie fold
Big-ass Cuban got my neck feelin' cold (You dig?)
Baby, act like you been here before (Gang)
Make it do what it do, nothin' to prove
Ran a quarter-milli' up in the stu' (Quarter)
She can fuck with whoever she choose
But she know that pussy belong to the Loot
Amiri the jeans, I Dior the shoes
I bet on myself, ain't no way I'ma lose
If I tell you I love you, it's only the truth
But first time you cross me, I'm choppin' the roots

[Chorus]
I'm in that water with sharks and whales with lions and tigers, my Gucci shorts (Damn)
She thought she was slick and you fucked my bitch (Huh?), she was never mine, so that pussy yours (You dig?)
Don't got no time for the sluts and lies (Damn), how she got an ass, but don't got no spine? (Huh?)
I open my eyes, I see dollar signs (Come here), the first one in line to get to the grind (Come here)