Hook:

Water, water
Drippin' on me
Like a, like a pussy lip
Love the way I push the whip
Let her feel the pistol grip
Hop up in this bitch and empty lead
Just like a pencil tip
Check the penmanship
Check ya lip when I walk in this bitch

Verse:

All these artist think they tough
But they aint really got it
I mighty roll up when you smoking blunts
And snap you out it
Apollo Gotti
It's time to get yo reprimands
I won't hear no buts about it
Or no if and ands
Own lane got no teacher, OG, sensei
Been high, smokin' blunts since the 6th grade
I been the same all these days and I'm still in pain
You was a friend
Now you mothafuckin renegade
Bitch, try me
Que te jodan a tu madre
Yo soy tu padre
It's fuck yo whole muffuckin posse
And fuck the laws of power
Bitch I aint gone fall for that
I'm too raw
My shit's too hot
I break the thermostat
And my plug dropped the price
Threw me a 30 pack
Been a drug dealer, user, runner,
All of that
Love a bad bitch
Baby you a heart attack
And we strokin' like we finna have a cardiac

Hook:

Water, water
Drippin' on me
Like a, like a pussy lip
Love the way I push the whip
Let her feel the pistol grip
Hop up in this bitch and empty lead
Just like a pencil tip
Check the penmanship
Check ya lip when I walk in this bitch

Water Drippin'

Nostalgia//Ego *snippet*

Crack My Window *snippet*

Auto Pilot *snippet*

I make my move
Always plot through
Now I can't wait til high noon
Jumped in the booth
Except for the fake on my wrist I got nothin to lose
Woah
I'm pushing the work out on you
Woah
I'm lacing the blunt like a shoe
Woah, woah
I roll the blunt like a rocket
I launch into orbit
Lil bitch I get high like a hornet
I smoke in the forest
I light that bitch in the mornin
My baby, she horny
After I hit it I roll up another one
Chewin through bud like it's bubblegum
I'm from the 225 and the 337
But I'm in 512 now so I'm gon rep it
Everyone worried bout labels today
That shit ain't deciding my fate
I got a couple of followers
Two pit bulls runnin straight up to my feet when I'm callin em
Man don't you come with that robbing shit
I'll lay a trap for you
Macaulay Culken shit
I'm burnin these trees like a wildfire
My bitch watching netflix on wifi
I might just go lay with her, why not
After we touch I link up with my bruh like a hotspot
Smoking the top-noth
We finna hotbox
Don't make him pull out his iron
He don't keep it inside of no lockbox
Don't make my temperature rise
I might reach on the side where he keeps it
Teach you not to pop off
Buying a pack of the natural swishers or maybe a box
When I'm stoppin to top off
Yea these are knockoffs
But don't be attempting it
Cubics zirconium my checks go to rent and shit
Still out here stressing
To strive for success n shit
But I'm still drippin and my bitch is sexy
The way I address it
I know you can't question
I move on the track like a goddamn equestrian
Feelin like Willie
I'm feeling like Nelson
Feelin like rollin the pressure

I make my move
Always plot through
Now I can't wait til high noon
I ain't paid my dues
Now I'm playin it smooth
I ain't got time, I need loot

Refer Cowboy

Hook:
Baby so fine yea
She all in the mirror
And she breathe fire
So I call her Chimera
Dancing, those thighs are so thick
They like syrup
She finna ride it
I'm still the one steering  
I'm filling my cup
With the blood of the realest
I might just snap on my idol
And kill him
I might go act up
And burn me some bridges
Fuck you bitches
I'm the man on a mission

Verse:
I been making decisions
I made sure I went through self-reinvention
I got the blueprint
I hope that you listening
Fuck all that social conditioning
No one is innocent
Gimme that blunt
I know you aint gon finish it
I can take plenty hits
This that degenerate shit that you listening to
When you penetrate through
Social conditioning
Whoa
No one is innocent though
I use blunts as my medicine
I eat a rapper for breakfast
I don't have a nemesis yet
What do you know
I'm sifting through
All the light-skinned rappers
Like which one of y'all needs to go
Whoa
Social conditioning
Pressure, what I put the emphasis on

Hook:
Baby so fine yea
She all in the mirror
And she breathe fire
So I call her Chimera
Dancing, those thighs are so thick
They like syrup
She finna ride it
I'm still the one steering  
I'm filling my cup
With the blood of the realest
I might just snap on my idol
And kill him
I might go act up
And burn me some bridges
Fuck you bitches
I'm the man on a mission

Chimera

Hook:
Smokin' fully loaded
Tryna choke up on these
Blunts I'm rollin'
Fully focused on the type of funds
To never have 'em foldin'
Cold as hell I'm chillin'
Don't you make me hit the afterburner
Quit the cigarette
I still get asthma from the pack I'm burnin'
I'm the coldest ever
Don't you ever make a fuss about it
Southern, so the frozen weather
I can't give a fuck about it
Solo, dolo
I used to be just another addict
I pop a rojo Motorola
Mothafuck a addy

Verse:
Wussam?!
What's poppin my wardie, my round
Don't you think I forgot what you've done
It's a bitch when that old karma come
And I'm no longer holdin' my tongue
And you know what I told you bitch
I got 'em breathin' harder
Thinkin' smarter
Reachin' for it
Drinking water
Drinking water
Where's the drinking water?!
Goin' in, think I'm on it
Drinking water
Drinking water
I'm drinking water
Goin' in, think I'm on it

Hook:
Smokin' fully loaded
Tryna choke up on these
Blunts I'm rollin'
Fully focused on the type of funds
To never have 'em foldin'
Cold as hell I'm chillin'
Don't you make me hit the afterburner
Quit the cigarette
I still get asthma from the pack I'm burnin'
I'm the coldest ever
Don't you ever make a fuss about it
Southern, so the frozen weather
I can't give a fuck about it
Solo, dolo
I used to be just another addict
I pop a rojo Motorola
Mothafuck a addy

Drinking Water

I do it for game
I do it for sport
I do it of course
I don't have a choice
I don't follow no fashion
Bitch, I just got it
Uh huh, who's askin?!
It's the blunt blowin bastard
And I'm cold, get some chapstick
And I'll tell you one time
It's the money, the power,
And respect that I'm after
Bless a verse like the pastor
Breakin bread like I'm catholic
Need that water like baptists
Now she callin me daddy
Like she was a bastard
I'm falling for all of it
She knows I'm callin the bluff
She got ass like she haulin it
I might look our astrology up
Yeah lil bitch it's Apollo Dion
I'ma smoke me a blunt when I'm done
Can't sit and wait for my karma to come
Ain't tryna waste all my high for no one
Throw me the axe cuz I'm choppin em up
HellBlade, the razor I sharpened it first
It pierce the hardest of hearts on this Earth
Call me a Marshall
An artist at work
Blood Money
Put ya beat in the dirt
I'ma sting ya like a bee on the verse
Mmm Mmm
I got honey and I'm buzzin
Cmon tell me what the sweetness is worth
I thought I told ya it's Apollo Dion
I drew me the Ace of the Wands
I'm jukin I'm shakin em all
Make one crucial mistake and you fall
Leave that blood stain
It drip off the wall
Won't leave no witness
To tip off the law
I'm sendin shots if you pissin me off
I thought I told you!?
It's Apollo Dion
I'm on
I'm Ric Flair raw

Lyrics:

I always wanted me a model bitch
Type a girl that think she ugly
So she slit her wrist
Wipe me down I'm zoomin
Like I'm Boosie in '06
I might be early in the a.m.
And I'm on dem pills
And I'm a Scorpio
And I know she wants the sex
I just want some money and some power
And respect
I toss and turn at night
And in my dreams it's life and death
I bought some herb
And now I'm rollin up the bleezy, yes
I had a word with my connect
I told him I would purchase more
And pay per gram for less
I heard the money's only coming right
When you invest
I served a couple bags
And then I spazzed and smoked the rest

30 seconds

Lyrics:

Bitch I walk in the spot
And I'm here to call you out
And my car's out in the lot
Don't you make me grab the glock
VPN or socks
I need perkys and some rock
Put some voodoo on these thots
They can't ever get this cock
I got me this diamond
And she's timeless
Like a watch
Bitch I dress like I want
Cuz it's fuck yo latest drop
Wiping off my face
I just went wading in some WAP
I'm the type to let that pussy shake until it stop

Apollo Dion

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