Wavy Crete
 作词 : Marcellus Rayvon Register/Miles Parks Mccollum/Evan Jarrod Scaife Milton
 作曲 : Marcellus Rayvon Register/Miles Parks Mccollum/Evan Jarrod Scaife Milton
I just need my space right now
Yeah, this shit don't stop, this shit still goin'
Pour my cup, this shit still flowin', yeah
It's us
This shit don't stop, this shit still goin'
She still waitin', she need to stop
It's us
Two Cs, two cups, in a old school with a new slut
Barry Bonds, juiced up, right left wrist, that's a new truck
Bad bitches, rich ****, crew love, she don't know who to ****
Louis Timb's booted up, gave her some, now she wanna chew me up
Yeah, flip words, flip cane, roof flippin', ridin' down Biscayne
Turnt but ain't shit change, big pistol make a **** limp strange
Man, you know this shit crazy, **** get some money and they get lame
Get money, **** fame, I got more than **** with a big name
**** call me Big Bruh, keep the bitch from 'round me or she gettin' crushed
Grown man, ****, hush, plain jane cost more than your bust
New Benz, old Benz, same friends, new grin in my mouth
Big crib, same addy, push up on me, shoot a **** right dead in his mouth
Big steppa, who me? I ain't tryna be nobody top three
Good hoes gone wild, off top, this shit ain't nothing to me
Caddy V, supercharged, hit the pedal, shit hits like El DeBarge
Late night, high roller, six figures posted up at the Mirage
Geekin' with a superstar, trust fund baby, just wanna suck the ball
Ten chains, in the hood burnin' rubber, know a **** lookin' like a God
Y'all be droppin' tape after tape after tape, time to go get a job
Know this shit make these **** sick, lil' moms will never stop
Most my **** deal or rob, dead prayers make a **** feel alive
**** back to back in traffic, me and Doggy ridin' like we Ricky Bobby
How you slime gettin' slimed? **** ****, come and get in with the mob
In the coupe talkin' to God, truth be told, that's the only **** riding
Fill the section up with vibes, when I leave, I told 'em get in single line
V6 goin' loud, had to pour a cup of lean to bring me down
These boys live a lie, get it in while these **** gettin' by
**** **** talkin' foul, make a call, we can put 'em in the sky
Numbness in my hand, geekin' on ten, shit to the moon
Yeah, hittin' this bitch and her friend, I don't get sprung, I don't jump brooms
Feel like Obama 'nem 'cause, yes, we can get **** boomed
Me like Osama now, my ho get bored, she can't leave her room
**** that, **** don't pop it like him, I move like Kim, this bitch gon' ooze
Bitch wanna play with my jewels, big ol' Cuban sit on her boobs
Move around with a short fuse, **** be pussy, make 'em pay dues
**** all that sack on juice, I like shit sealed, I don't do loose
And I don't drink no wine, my bitch do crimes, I move it like shine
Ho said I said I love her, I must've been lyin', that bitch ain't mine
Diamonds all over my arms, just me and Face, that's really my kind
These **** ain't my kin, Yeezy shit, I'm a don