Splashin (Explicit)

Splashin (Explicit) - Rich The Kid

Lyrics by：Dimitri Roger/Adam Feeney/Grant Dickinson

Composed by：Dimitri Roger/Adam Feeney/Grant Dickinson

Ayy we can f**k lil' mama

I can't lip lock I can't what

Gucci spent a hunnid on some new socks new socks

Coulda bought a crib bought a drop top skrt skrt

I can't love a b***h trust no thot no thot

Never bring a fight to your spot woo

Dolce and gabbana on my flip flops

I don't do no relaxing relaxing

Run up the bag get the cash in racks

Fendi am I drippin' or

I'm splashin' or splashin'

12 they can't catch me when I'm passin' skrt

How you got a check and went

Broke again went broke again

B***hes wanting clout and I ain't

Kissin' 'em I ain't kissin' 'em

Since I first got them hundreds

I've been flippin' 'em

Off-white with the gucci I might

Mitch match I might mitch match

When I f**k her you can get your

B***h back get your b***h back

What the hell she was thinking

I can't kiss that why the hell

Why she ask me where the hell

I got my wrist at

Why the hell a hundred-thousand

In my backpack in my backpack

Why these b***hes think that

We can come in contact come in contact

This is my drank this ain't

Cognac this ain't cognac

You ain't get a milli why you

Sign that why you sign that

She wanna f**k I decline that decline

Look at my b***h she a dimebag b***h

Look at my pinky it's a waterslide it's a waterslide

Rich forever come and see the money side rich

We can f**k lil' mama I can't lip lock I can't what

Gucci spent a hunnid on some new socks new socks

Coulda bought a crib bought a drop top skrt skrt

I can't love a b***h trust no thot no thot

Never bring a fight to your spot woo

Dolce and gabbana on my flip flops

I don't do no relaxing relaxing

Run up the bag get the cash in racks

Fendi am I drippin' or I'm splashin' or splashin'

12 they can't catch me when I'm passin' skrt

How you got a check and went broke again went broke again

B***hes wanting clout and I ain't

Kissin' 'em I ain't kissin' 'em

Since I first got them hundreds

I've been flippin' 'em

I flip the money got my check up got my check up

I'm flexing up but I'm no wrestler flex

Blue cheese pockets got the extras the extras

I stack the money up like tetris tetris

How I got two-fifty from my neck up neck up ice

How I made it from the hood

To a benz truck skrt skrt

B***hes wanna f**k I got them lined up lined up

How you with the gang but you ain't

Signed up

Pull out my dick tell her kiss that kiss that

She just want a n***a with a

Big sack with a big sack

Pull out the choppa we in combat yah

Touchdown on the plug like a lineback rich

We can f**k lil' mama I can't lip lock I can't what

Gucci spent a hunnid on some new socks new socks

Coulda bought a crib bought a drop top skrt skrt

I can't love a b***h trust no thot no thot

Never bring a fight to your spot woo

Dolce and gabbana on my flip flops

I don't do no relaxing relaxing

Run up the bag get the cash in racks

Fendi am I drippin' or I'm splashin' or splashin'

12 they can't catch me when I'm passin' skrt

How you got a check and went broke again went broke again

B***hes wanting clout and I ain't

Kissin' 'em I ain't kissin' 'em

Since I first got them hundreds

I've been flippin' 'em flippin' 'em