Yung Pacemaker - Saltwater Lyrics

Turn the bezel on the weapon light
500 Lumen bright
Pointed at the door
Knock Knock
Hit the floor
Gore
Rain pour down
Thunder almighty
Blood back to water
The streets are still grimy
Bad timing
The last three months was power moves and fine dining
Just the classics
Like "I Miss You" and "The Shining"
Not the movie
The Dilla album you boobie
And you should pull the mask down
Nobody asking for cooties

First quarter on lock when the virus hit
30 Pounds in a duffel bag had to split
Up to Cuda's house
Gloves in bagging it
24 Hours later we moved all of it

Pharaoh's horses
Leap the gate
Goin' fast as Porsche's
In some clean killshots
I hopped off the porches
She said I was a Taurus
I said "no" my name is gorgeous
You'd think I had a sunroof
All we seem to make is scorchers