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qua deeno - tsunami lyrics

[hook]
drip on my body tsunami
bad b-tches and they all on my body
good grades now she giving me mazi
big gun now i’m feelin like tommy
no wheels cuz i’m in a jet
choppa scream like it got tourette’s
if it’s p-ssy then i get it wet
call up brodie know he hit it next
drip on my body tsunami
bad b-tches and they all on my body
good grades now she giving me mazi
big gun now i’m feeling like tommy
no wheels cuz i’m in a jet
choppa scream like it got tourette’s
if it’s p-ssy then i get it wet
call up brody know he hit it next

[verse 1]
need more ice till i’m shivering
all this paper so i’m littering
all my diamonds yeah the glittering
you know i’m back on my sh-t again
so i gotta keep it tucked in my mains
no chest shot we hitting all brains
trigger finger now this sh-t is insane
money up i ain’t playing no games
but n-ggas be pocket watching
i keep me a pocket rocket
i feel the plug no socket
all black feeling gothic
so it’s black for the drop
it ain’t me i peel the top
loubs f-cking up my socks
knocking off his dreadlocks
yeah i came with a burner
and i’m feening to murder
all you n-ggas unheard of
get to the bag n-gga word up
you say i’m wack then you on d-cks
i was in the back for the longest
i started this sh-t up in august
i was sipping that act now i’m nauseous
whole gang got the back packed
we got 40, up in the back pack
don’t walk up n-gga back back
you chain gang then you know we gone sn-tch that
late night on the avenue
had my girl i ain’t made at you
tell me her neck was magical
but try some funny sh-t i blast at you yeah

[hook]
drip on my body tsunami
bad b-tches and they all on my body
good grades now she giving mazi
big gun now i’m feeling like tommy
no wheels cuz i’m in a jet
choppa scream like it got tourette’s
if it’s p-ssy then i get it wet
drip on my body tsunami
bad b-tches and they all on my body
good grades now she giving me mazi
big gun now i’m feeling like tommy
no wheels cuz i’m in a jet
choppa scream like it got tourette’s
if it’s p-ssy then i get it wet
call up brody know he hit it next

[verse 2]
opp slide ain’t saying no names
16 but i’m putting in pain
nina squirtin’ ima let that b-tch rain
surfboard so i made my own wave
a lot of n-ggas is dying
stay off the streets yeah i’m tryin
can’t have my momma crying
so i’m only worried bout buying
in the deli i’m drippin amiri
going fast n-gga no you can’t rear me
i’m really hoping you hear me
all the social beef don’t fear me
so i still keep me a glock
in case i run into a opp
cuz i know that ima flock
and then act like i forgot
all this talking ain’t for nothing
you walk to the money i’m running
give me the bread no discussion
you gon’ shoot b-tch is you bluffing
all my friends is dead like uzi
all the b-tches they don’t like the new me
back then they all wanna use me
broken heart and now they wanna glue me
i really just wanna get rich
don’t care if i gotta hit l!cks
no sellin no dimes no nicks
don’t fold n-ggas no i can’t switch
making that money do flips
yoppa hungry ima let thag b-tch rip
sea sick how i’m riding the drip
tsunami on me you know that’s the drip

[hook]
drip on my body tsunami
bad b-tches and they all on my body
good grades now she giving me mazi
big gun now i’m feeling like tommy
no wheels cuz i’m in a jet
choppa scream like it got tourette’s
if it’s p-ssy then i get it wet
call up brody know he hit it next

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