Wavy(feat. Yunglev) lyrics

[Chorus: Real Quinny Q]
I'm too wavy, baby
Cookin' like it's gravy
I stay ballin' like a pro
Baby you a JV
Ice on my wrist it be hella crazy
Pound to the face
Now I'm feelin' hazy
Yeah I'm the man
I stay fly as f*ck check the vans
I just made some music than I ran
I just made some music made some bands

[Verse 1: Real Quinny Q]
Met a lil dime asked can I get yo number
I'm just tryna know cuz you hot like the summer
Tryna get to it
Told me that I'm sick on my flu sh*t
Told that b*tch I knew it
On my music grind all day f*ck the school sh*t
Tryna put in work
Said let's make a wavy ass song make'em twerk
Get it movin' like a Uhaul
The way you movin' girl I can tell that you ball, wet
Like a boat on the coast
Rockin' back and forth, bass banging on the Bose
Heard one song now she takin' of her clothes
b*tch I'm tryna vibe then maybe get close
But I might leave got sh*t to do
Lil Cream on the mic homie who is you
Big Bills in my pocket, blue to blue
Don't ask for my help I won't tutor you
[Chorus: Real Quinny Q]
I'm too wavy, baby
Cookin' like it's gravy
I stay ballin' like a pro
Baby you a JV
Ice on my wrist it be hella crazy
Pound to the face
Now I'm feelin' hazy
Yeah I'm the man
I stay fly as f*ck check the vans
I just made some music than I ran
I just made some music made some bands

I'm too wavy, baby
Cookin' like it's gravy
I stay ballin' like a pro
Baby you a JV
Ice on my wrist it be hella crazy
Pound to the face
Now I'm feelin' hazy
Yeah I'm the man
I stay fly as f*ck check the vans
I just made some music than I ran
I just made some music made some bands

[Verse 2: Yunglev]
Call me late at night and the word ain't gonna phase me
5-0 knockin' at the door and the ladies bein' crazy
Puttin' on my record cuz you know that I been lazy
Hittin' up your phone with, what you up to lately
Man to man defense but we run and hop the fence
Dirty money while it drips
Pullin' stacks I call it quits
And we skirt bein' crazy
f*ck it I'm too steezy
24 karat on my neck you tryna page me
Your pullout game week b*tch
Hella weak b*tch cuz you on the JV
And you wanna know that I been ballin' out
Ask my friends they say Lev is all you talk about
When I hit the gym they all be peakin' cuz I'm maxin out
She hit up my line so I asked her if she wearin' out
If it still good she can catch me with a holla
And for 5 cents not bout that hunnid dolla
Got the benjamins with the Louis and the Prada
Makin' a gold digger want another father
I ain't talkin' the man that you always missed
When you with me, I swear to god you just another expense
Cuz time is more precious than a dime man
Got 99 strippers tryna party on an island
Me and Lil Cream tryna hang and keep writin
And we be the loudest in the game stop tryin'
[Chorus: Real Quinny Q]
I'm too wavy, baby
Cookin' like it's gravy
I stay ballin' like a pro
Baby you a JV
Ice on my wrist it be hella crazy
Pound to the face
Now I'm feelin' hazy
Yeah I'm the man
I stay fly as f*ck check the vans
I just made some music than I ran
I just made some music made some bands