This is a song about "Bottled water"

The ice ain't really nothing to her

This is walter, fresh above the water

Then i flush it with water

He went from moving that corner

I think it excited her

Times left in sode water

Still like a lake water, while a child swims in the clear water

My best friend armani lost her arm at the border

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

As i walk on water

And if i want to go outside

Said you want a water fight?

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer