Wavy Baby

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Some of you mad and maybe confused but I came in the game just to run it up
You can blemish my image and have yo opinions but baby I really don’t give a f*ck
When you mention my name
Better mention the top
We ain’t talkin bout runners up
You might think that I’m wilding, but will catch me smiling
When Im hoppin out of my Bentley truck
And if we ain’t close then you outta luck
I ain’t taking new friends, cuz my mind on a stack
I picture myself, alone on the throne
Guess that’s exactly where my mind is at
Since a youngin obsessed with a bag
I just wanna a new coupe blue Mercedes
See now, I've been making moves lately
But even back then, I was way too wavy
New fit, Givenchy
Drop hits, man I’m feeling like Whitney
Five more shots, might need a new kidney
Imma sniper, feeling like Sydney
Ain’t no smoke when your girl on my chimney
Stacey, Becky or Brittney
No joke I can name about fifty
I’mma tear it up when I come to your city
And I only say I’m alone on the throne cuz I,
I did it myself
All on my own I don’t need no bodies help
Ain’t got no buddies I work like an elf
I’ve been writing since I was like 12,
So I know my lyrics they speak for them self
You cannot reach when you not on my shelf
I’m undisputed just give me the belt
And all of you saying like Tommy K cheese me
Are you mad, how I make it look easy?
Remember kids used to tease me
Same ones wanna be me
And when I’m on one, ain’t no freebies
Flood out my wrist with the VV’s
Way to busy, business meeting
Praise my angels, fight my demons
Some of you mad and maybe confused but I came in the game just to run it up
You can blemish my image and have yo opinions but baby I really don’t give a f*ck
When you mention my name
Better mention the top
We ain’t talkin bout runners up
You might think that I’m wilding, but will catch me smiling
When Im hoppin out of my Bentley truck
And if we ain’t close then you outta luck
I ain’t taking new friends, cuz my mind on a stack
I picture myself, alone on the throne
Guess that’s exactly where my mind is at
Since a youngin obsessed with a bag
I just wanna a new coupe blue Mercedes
See now, ive been making moves lately
But even back then, I was way too wavy
New fit, Givenchy
Drop hits, man I’m feeling like Whitney
Five more shots, might need a new kidney
Imma sniper, feeling like Sydney
Ain’t no smoke when your girl on my chimney
Stacey, Becky or Brittney
No joke I can name about fifty
I'mma tear it up when I come to your city
Chuck the glasses and take off my fucking cardigan
Finna get the bands and park the benz, I’m maxin out my card again
Let them know that I’m shit, there ain’t no argument
Knew I was the man
Before I even started this shit
And I gotta start amends
Sorry to all of my friends
I know my heart extends but I’m on my way, I’m embarking the bands
Run up the charts again
Never a question of how but when
They mad, they mad
They think I pretend, I know I’m the shit so I tell em again
Some of you mad and maybe confused but I came in the game just to run it up
You can blemish my image and have yo opinions but baby I really don’t give a f*ck
When you mention my name
Better mention the top
We ain’t talkin bout runners up
You might think that I’m wilding, but will catch me smiling
When Im hoppin out of my Bentley truck
And if we ain’t close then you outta luck
I ain’t taking new friends, cuz my mind on a stack
I picture myself, alone on the throne
Guess that’s exactly where my mind is at
Since a youngin obsessed with a bag
I just wanna a new coupe blue Mercedes
See now, ive been making moves lately
But even back then, I was way too wavy
New fit, Givenchy
Drop hits, man I’m feeling like Whitney
Five more shots, might need a new kidney
Imma sniper, feeling like Sydney
Ain’t no smoke when your girl on my chimney
Stacey, Becky or Brittney
No joke I can name about fifty
I’mma tear it up when I come to your city

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