Still Wavin

Bu boosh hey, hey Bu boosh Tell her drop low, get lit Shawty gon' hold this stick If the feds pull up Better not tell them shit Yeah, you better not tell them shit That trap was baking Still had to go take that trip on the A406 Big wap, can't leave no prints You will never take that risk Northside of that borough Anywhere it goes, I'll tape that road Then head home to my mother Find me in that Gaza gutter If it ain't a spinner then I got my cutter Last year, I won a Golden Boot And this year, I'm tryna get me another Yo CB, why's man tryna make me mad? Ay Bro pulled up Showed his what's in the JD bag Man, I had a dusty ting from Gate I just tell her hold this wap Jakes took most of the gang All now they want take me back If you lack 'round me you're pissed Cah when I come, I ain't playin' no games And it's peak if I squeeze this ting Man I told man already Don't come to the Gates And you know that you better run fast I'll get him from far, got a wicked man aim And when my man dropped We laughed in the block and Built that paper plane I swear I took so many trips Last year, I scored so many goals And I ain't gotta rap, yeah Them opp boys know Call me grip reaper, collecting souls Can't sleep on the violation Nah, I weren't raised like that And I ain't into the verbal It's straight corn I ain't taking chat If you slip when we slidin' Then there's a big chance that You won't make it back Don't sit 'round there, we coming Jump out the ride and take off hats Three niggas all dressed in black Just know, I'ma play my part And if I hit this stain I'ma go give mumsy half Gyal link me in my car She give top then she get lock jaw She only wanna 'uck me off And I ain't even gotta take off my mask I'm a different breed i pepper these neeks Lord knows I live what I speak I ain't squashing no beef 'til They're all six feet That's the day that I'll live my dreams Push weight on scales I had weight on my chest like benches Talk on the big dawg That's you and the casket pending Had smoke in the ride Still out here tryna dodge that sentence Like, brand new wap Man, I fill it with teeth Like I'm seeing my dentist G, I got nuttin' to prove But I'll risk it all and get 'round there Like I ain't got nuttin' to lose Last year, it was grip and shoot The year before, it was sticks and moves Tryna dodge that sentence reckless, reckless The way that I spilt that juice I'll smoke on your team for fun And smoke man's mum if I'm in the mood Heard he got packed, then I built it Shawty want me, she tripping Talking on Base, that's some bitches Heard he got packs, then I miffed him Movin' like gyal I can't tell the difference I just want cash, mind my business Snitchin' on gang, hit that witness Straight Gaza business, lard (Bu boosh) let me make one thing clear There's not one man on this earth I fear Anyone can go I really don't care So step on my toes, I'ma step over there Still in the field, it's crackin' Come a long way from blue bandanas Used to be kitchen knives Now it's just Rambo blades and hammers Tryna put niggas in coffins And I ain't stoppin' 'til They're all dead Last time I checked, my blade was red From when I put it in and out man's chest Swear I'm a different breed Your nightmares are my biggest dreams If we get man down, you will not sleep When we got man down, we billed that tweed Bill him up, get high No, the scoreboard does not lie How they talk 'bout gang That week of madness had A man thinkin' "why?" Had a man thinkin' "shit then" "I don't know if I wanna beef these guys" Call me the youngest in charge I'll get man down for the littlest tark Bu boosh yeah, haha Free the guys though