The Wave lyrics

[Intro]
Oh my God, I love this beat

[Verse]
You know I keep that stick on me like it's glued to my hip
This a two-door coupe, ain't no roof on the whip
You know my n*ggas really thuggin', they rolled weed and bent
n*gga dissin' on the gang so them shots got sent
My n*ggas bounce out, walk up and do they sh*t
n*ggas flexin' on the gram but can't pay they rent
Ain't no sympathy for an opp, so I sent yo' sis
Big bullets in this chop that'll flip yo' whip
I got n*ggas that just shoot and don't move they lips
White sticks but the bust look like limo tint
And you ain't f*ckin' with no rookie 'cause I been on sh*t
Girl, you f*ckin' with a boss, I done been on skits (Ayy)
Big body K on that seat when I'm cruisin'
Ridin' through that V, catch an opp, I'ma use it
n*gga hear a beat, hit the booth and abuse it
b*tch, this a Masi, not a motherf*ckin' Buick
These Ds VVS, not no motherf*ckin' SI
Stick on my right with a loaf on my left side
n*ggas always speakin' on my name, never met up
Up with this Glock and shoot right at your letters
A lot of places to go, a lot of sh*t I ain't seen
Ain't never leavin' the hood, you n*ggas stuck in the V
You n*ggas broke as the f*ck, so why you worried 'bout me?
I got some hundreds to get, I got some hundreds to keep
I got some shooters on call and they shoot for the free
Don't know them n*ggas at all, but they probably know me
I'm that n*gga, I know, I'm just keepin' it G
Let me hit from the side, I'll make kids on your feet
n*ggas all think they tough, only when they deep
VVS in my mouth so this talk ain't cheap
Old broke-ass n*ggas wanna hate on me
You in the whip with yo' b*tch, I bet she slap S.O.B
I'm a young wild n*gga and I put that on gang
I already got rich and I still want change
Brody-bro hittin' licks, tryna find another stay
You ain't never smoke exotic 'cause you coppin' from a lame
Why you f*ckin' with them lames? Lemme put you on some game, b*tch
Rich n*gga hang with rich n*ggas, you gon' stay rich
Broke n*gga hang with broke n*ggas, you gon' stay broke
Broad day, catch an opp, n*gga, let that K blow
b*tch, keep f*ckin' with stank b*tches and you gon' stank
b*tch talk down on a real n*gga and y'all both fake
b*tch, yo' n*gga got no rank, ain't got no say
b*tch, you broke, y'all both broke, can't fill yo' tank
b*tch, get the f*ck up out my face with that other sh*t
b*tch, you don't know me, so don't call me by my government
b*tch, think I won't? If you want, watch me up this b*tch
You know yo' n*gga an opp on some sucka sh*t
n*ggas still ridin', lemme show you what this wave like
K got kick, lemme show you what this spray like
n*gga, free the b*tch, I can tell you was the save type
Red on the bottom of the kicks look like brake lights
b*tch
[Outro]
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