Splash - Sauce Walka, Trippie Redd

This splash on your girl like mega fall

Two days later she gave me a call

If she get a text back, there’s a fee involved

All these chains on my neck, is Mr. T involved?

I better dive under water with a tee involved

She ain’t even drive the keys to a Kia, dawg

Hell floatin', titties pokin', baby singing Sauce and dive up in the ocean

(Ooh-wee)

Bitches closin', swag and poker, hop up in you, open wide, and start to choke

her

I’m her buddy, girl you jokin', everything he ever did was never noticed?

He a Casper, I’m a master, if I snap my fingers, that’s a Hocus Pocus

I been splashin', latest fashion, London for armor jacket, sport

Tidal wave, tsunami, hurricane, independent major artist (Ooh-wee)

You ain’t never seen a splash like this (Splash, yeah, drip, splash)

Saint Laurent, she ain’t never seen a bag like this (Ooh-wee)

She like the way that I drip and splash like this (Splash, woo)

She like the way that I do it, swag like this, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah (Woah)

Ooh, hey, splash (Go, go, go, go, go)

Yeah, splash, yeah (Splash, yeah, splash)

Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)

And still .40 tucked in the fanny pack

Money bags and the gun, fell in love with that

Dropped a feather on a nigga, ain’t come back

Got a new Draco with a drum attached

No slatt, Big Bird in the Maybach

See a snake, I’ma read where the K at

I’m a bird tweet tweet, where face at

And my brothers flyin', know where your place at

One thing, Big Bird don’t play that

Start treating a bitch like a playmat

Supreme jacket on with the Rays hat, yeah

Tell her that I look nice on the racetrack

Droppin' Backwoods in a yellow Maybach

Big suwoop, it’s the Big Birdie

Choppa make him sit down like his hips hurtin'

Slap him in the mouth, left his lips hurtin'

Choppa splash his clothes, he was too dirty

Closed case but it way past the face surgeon

Had to drip on a bitch, she was too purdy

Got a 10−14, it was too early

Make her line the racks up, that’s a miss probably

I been runnin' through her shit like Todd Gurley (Santi)

Don’t play him, bring the racks out

Anybody disrespect get maxed out

You ain’t never seen a splash like this (Oowee)

Saint Laurent, she ain’t never seen a bag like this (Brr, ooh, woo)

She like the way that I drip and splash like this

She like the way that I do it, swag like this, yeah

Yeah, yeah (Woah)

Ooh, hey, splash (Go, go, go, go, go)

Yeah, splash, yeah (Splash, yeah, splash)

Yeah