Lyrics Splash - Sauce Walka , Trippie Redd

(Yeah), ha
(You are about to hear the loudest, angriest bird you have ever heard)
(Yah!)
Ooo-woah (blatt, blatt, blatt)
Yeah (wow)
Huh-ah
Ooo

You ain't never seen a splash like this (splash, yeah)
Saint Laurent, you ain't never seen a bag like this
She like the way that I drip and splash like this (splash)
She like the way that I do it, swag like this, yeah

Yeah, yeah (woah)
Ooo, hey, splash (soo-woo)
Phew, splash, yeah, yeah (splash, yeah, ooo-wee, drip)

Splash, drip, waterfall (drip)
I just made a hundred off a number like Powerball (Powerball)
Off-White pants, it was protocol (protocol)
Crush Cream Mousse was the soda call (soda call)
Louis V, Supreme if my toes involved (Louis)
If I run, bet my feet turn to fireballs (soo)
Still splash on your girl like Niagara Falls
Two days later, she gave me a call (brrt)

If she get a text back, it's a fee involved (text)
All these chains on my neck, is Mr. T involved?
I made her dive underwater with a ten ball
She ain't even drop the keys to her Kia, dog
Hair floating, titties poking
Baby seen the sauce and dived up in the ocean (ooo-wee)
Bitches coasting, swinging, poking
Hop up in, open wide and start the choking

With lil' buddy girl, you joking
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've been splashin', latest fashion
London for armor jackets, it's just sporty
Tidal wave, tsunami, hurricane, independent major artist, ooo-wee

You ain't never seen a splash like this (splash, yeah, drip, splash)
Saint Laurent, you ain't never seen a bag like this (ooo-wee)
She like the way that I drip and splash like this (splash)
She like the way that I do it, swag like this, yeah

Yeah, yeah (woah)
Ooo, hey, splash (go, go, go, go, go)
Phew, splash, yeah, yeah (splash, yeah, splash, yeah)

And it's still forty tucked in the fanny pack
Money bags and the good, fell in love with that
Dropped a feather on a nigga, he ain't come back
Got a new sprayco with a drum attached
No slatt, Big Bird in the Maybach
See a snake, I'ma reach where the K at
And my birdies tweet-tweet where your face at
And my birdies flyin' over where your place at

One thing, Big Bird don't play that
So I treat a bitch like a playmat
Supreme jacket on with the Rays hat
Yeah, Talladega Nights on the racetrack
Driving backwards in a yellow Maybach
Big soo-woop, it's the Big Birdie
Chopper make him sit down like his hips hurtin'
Slap him in the mouth, left his lips hurtin'

Chopper 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 pretty
Got me 10-14, it was too early
Make her line the racks up, that's a Miss Polly
I've been runnin' through her shit like Todd Gurley (Sanchie)
Don't play, he'll bring the racks out
Anybody disrespect get maxed out

You ain't never seen a splash like this (ooo-wee)
Saint Laurent, you 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)
Ooo, hey, splash (go, go, go, go, go)
Phew, splash, yeah, yeah (splash, yeah, splash, yeah)