lirik lagu josabenthaova - plug fountain
[intro]
take a brick, n~gga, step on it
roll yo b~tch out, slept on it
dope house, with the, new fountain
make a hundred thou’, don’t doubt it
[verse 1]
in the strip club, throw a fountain
watch is drippin’ like the plug just drained it
bad b~tch workin’, money rainin’, i just claimed it
pink runtz in the air, got the club smellin’ loud
foreigns in the lot, all my opps gettin’ plowed
step on it twice, now it’s fish scale pretty
she suck the soul out of me, then go ask for fifty
dope boy reverend, i just preached in the trap
throwin’ blue faces, watch the hoes do the clap
nеw fountain in the crib, marble counter, watеr splashin’
hundred bands in rubber bands, look like cash fashion
they said i wouldn’t make it, now i’m laughin’ to the bank
every time i step on it, whole city feel the stank
jump off the porch, whole lot of k’s
now the trap doin’ numbers, got the plays
[chorus]
fountain in the safe, bottles poppin’ like war
bad lil’ dark skin ass on the floor
step on it hard, turn the soft to the hard
whip it in the kitchen , got the kai rex scared
[verse 2]
rolce royce cullinan, fountain in the bank
throwin’ ones like confetti, watch the ceiling get attacked
opps talkin’ crazy but they know they gettin’ whacked
i just made a play, now the whole block relaxed
diamonds on my neck look like a new water sprout
every time i move, money keep on fallin’ out
pow up a four, now the fountain lookin’ muddy
bad b~tch from the hood but her body lookin’ bubbly
step on it daily, turn a pack to a mansion
foreigns with the curtains, can’t see who i’m plannin’
club full of smoke, money pilin’ like a mountain
she said she love the drip, i told her throw it back for the fountain
hundred on the floor, another hundred in the air
dope boy legacy, they gon’ remember the player
came from the bottom, now the top feel like home
fountain in the yard, watch the water turn to chrome
opps see the glow, now they hidin’ in the zone
i just count another bag, then i’m back in my dome
yea the money keep on pilin’ up, it feel amazin’
the hoe trynna get me she, tryna hit me for the revenue
three hundred thousand, yeah, i made it, no complexion
yea i keep pilin’ up this money for the rest
it’s bout a dozen just to reach, i like my money overseas
she tryna go f~ck on the beach, while the waves do the waves
i make three up out a p, scratch it all up out the list
three hundred thou’ for the wrist, iced out patek on twist
[verse 3]
wrist look like a lighthouse, beamin’ through the fog
pull up in a foreign, exhaust singin’ like a fog
she said she want the bag, i told her get in line
’cause these bands keep flippin’ like acrobats all the time
from the trap to the jet, private flights, no stress
countin’ up these blue faces, all the ex ascente
they like, where you at?” i’m like, somewhere where you can’t flex
stackin’ every dollar till the safe, got no more breath
hundreds in da duffle rubber bands, do the math
overseas accounts , doin’ flips like gymnasts
on the map she tryna ride the wave but the wave too deep
i, dive into my money pool, come in and use me
vvs on the chain, drippin’ like the rain
made it out the mud, now the pain turn to gains
they watchin’ from the side, hearts plottin’ on the player
haters plottin’ on the low
but my circle gettin’ smaller, only real ones know
probably never stop ln this’ marathon flow
from zero to a hundred, now the phantom on go
she tryna lock it down but i’m married to the grind
three hundred more comin’ in, watch the numbers align
yeah, the money keep on pilin’ every time ima shine
take a brick, n~gga, step on it
roll yo b~tch out, slept on it
dope house, with the new fountain
make a hundred thou’, don’t doubt it
in the strip club, throw a fountain
watch is drippin’ like the plug just drained it
bad b~tch twerkin’, money rainin’, i just claimed it
pink runtz in the air, got the club smellin’ loud
foreigns in the lot, all my opps gettin’ plowed
step on it twice, now it’s fish scale pretty
she suck the soul out of me, then go ask for fifty
dope boy reverend
[chorus]
i just preached in the trap
throwin’ blue faces, watch the hoes do the clap
new fountain in the crib, marble counter, water splashin’
hundred bands in rubber bands, look like cash fashion
they said i wouldn’t make it, now i’m laughin’ to the bank
every time i step on it, whole city feel the stank
jump off the porch, whole lot of cash
[outro]
now the trap doin’ numbers, got the plays
canc
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