(Intro)
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I’m wavy
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Yup yup I’m wavy
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(Verse)
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Hello, how we doin? My niggarizz influence
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My pictures move in units, please forgive me for my movements
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My life is like a dream while I’m sleepin next to bad bitches
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With cash finish from a fast business
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If I could fight a season I would lyrically smack winners
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A product of my summers cuz I shine different
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My mind distance, defined by seeing grind instant
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Divine wisdom, inclined to see my grand vintage
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Wavy is as wavy does, major love
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Shikeda hugs, Laperla underwear that make me fuck
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Ditement here for who can Hemmy bottle poppin
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Shout out my nigga JO, ayo we never stopping
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Flow is liquid like drinkin a couple mystics
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I’m pissing over the critics, I gave no fuck bout they feelings
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I mean, divine intervention, grind with my team
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Supplyin for my demand, from a plan devised from a scheme
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My dreams while shorty was making out with her best friend
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Jelly grabbed my hand and then told me we should be best friends
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Steven Tyler moments from this music shit
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Orgies like I’m a lunatic, golf bitches like Young Yeans
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The guns blam but I’mma lean in lyrically
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Surrounded by the goonies, no movies that do it literally
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She killing me softly, coffee I’m coughing
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Her buster’s probly divorcing, the game she know that is costly
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(Hook x2)
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I’m wavy, nig nig I’m wavy
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I’m drowning in pussy, no one can save me
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I’m wavy, nig nig I’m wavy
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They pockets is heavy, that’s why they hate me
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(Verse)
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Uh I think she like me, I don’t want a wifey
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I just wanna pipe her down, let er force it run a while
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Fun with me, let’s have fun, celebrating 21
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Flirting with success, open your mouth and let this money come
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The best shooter that’s in the clique, I don’t even own a gun
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Robutusin lean, while holdin heat I guess I palmed the sun
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Further and beyond, it was written in the stars
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That this kid from Menehem will be a king behind these bars
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Controlling every cell block, a rap with any flow to match
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Burn your house down til your image is all that’s left, collapse
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But I’mma bring it back to moving units
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The car that Stacy Dash, you know, clueless
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My wave is like draft depicting killas
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That reach appeal over status, a infamy causing havoc
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If you ask me, my nigga there free
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Bout to kill a whole gang with my flows beside his beat like
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(Hook x2)
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I’m wavy, nig nig I’m wavy
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I’m drowning in pussy, no one can save me
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I’m wavy, nig nig I’m wavy
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They pockets is heavy, that’s why they hate me
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They pockets is heavy, that’s why they hate me
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Wavy
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| Realm Reality |
