GEORGIA WATA Lyrics – DDG, Real Boston Richey, BenDaDonnn

Read the full GEORGIA WATA lyrics by DDG, Real Boston Richey and BenDaDonnn from the album HIT-A-THON along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy DDG's music, you can also explore HUSSIN and NOAH’S ARK, two other songs by DDG.

[Intro: Real Boston Richey]
Aye, aye
Aye, turn me up in the headphones little bit more
Zaytoven

[Verse 1: Real Boston Richey]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm a trap n!gga, baby what you see is what you get
Two chains 'round my neck, four bricks, all diamonds, dog s*it
Had to fall back from these hoes, they been on that lying s*it
Heard these rap n!ggas don't like me, he been getting his diamond hit
I got seventeen hoes and they all stay in Florida
Got some fine s*it out in the A, fu*ked up 'bout that Georgia water
Fine s*it stay in L.A, really wanted to have my daughter
None of my b!tches don't trip on me, all my hoes know I can afford hеr
All my b!tches in New York, they call mе Mr. Pay for s*it
I ain't get my name for tricking, I got my name for trapping bricks
As a plug, never got fronted, as a younging, I was on my s*it
Ask my hood, I really don't put that mask on to spray the stick
Now I'm up, I'm rich as s*it with DDG, I'm popping s*it
They ain't love me when I was bummy, I got rich, I'm now tricking
Ask that lil' b!tch, do she love me?
All that money that I spent
I'm with Ben Da Don, we got they main b!tches in the mix

[Verse 2: DDG]
Mr. Change A B!tch Life
Mr. Put A B!tch On
Mr. Go inside the jewelry store and point out what you want
I got CarPlay on, she see him blowing up my phone
I'm a real P pusher, b!tches knowing what I'm on
I put on for my city, I put Yak up on the map
I had M's in the bank before I got into the rap
Ever since I lost my brother, I can never ever lack
Keep it player in real life, online I'm putting on an act
I put VV's on a bad ho, got her on the jet shaking ass, showing a$
Know that pu*sy water, I'm gon' swim in it like tadpoles
Walk in my garage and I can see why n!ggas mad for

[Verse 3: Ben Da Donn]
Hmm, okay
Before the stream, we was pushing more weight than the diamond gym
Don't never tell your n!gga how I fu*ked you, baby, lie to him
Me and Ian, too deep in that car, we do the dash like killers (Bars)
I don't give a fu*k what no one say, boy, that young n!gga trim (Okay)
Buy your b!tch a purse and then forget her, know that pissed him off
Don't care about no gangsta s*it you did, n!gga, go knock some off
I shoot my chain, my watch, my jeans
I pop it, baby, this s*it cost
B!tch can't choose me, DD or Boston, she down for the toss
I ain't super player, it's on me, just on the spot, my n!gga, crush your hoe
G-A-B-O-S is tatted on me, we live by the code
Hey, give that clouty s*it back to your jeweler, my whole body froze
N!gga be so tough behind computer, what you hiding for?
N!gga, aye, what you hiding for?
N!gga always talking on computer, what you hiding for?
Pu*sy, aye, what you hiding for?
N!gga always talking on computer, what you hiding for?