BROKEDE$IGNAH lyrics

[Intro]
(Feel the future, [?])
Uh, still in this motherf*cker, kickin' it
Trillwaved out, trillwaved out, you know what I'm sayin'
Still waved out that n*gga in a cave, that n*gga [?]
Still wavy, n*gga, might pull up in the muhf*ckin' party
The motherf*ckin' cheetah print velour suit, and sh*t
You know what I'm sayin', n*gga
Right hand still twerkin' like I'm stealin' candy up in this b*tch
The East Coast army in this sh*t

[Verse]
Twenty b*tches, Jimi Hendrix
In the cocaine palace, wavy like I'm swimmin'
Uh, no designer, b*tch
Uh, I am designer, b*tch
I might spark the weed up
b*tch ask 'cause she want my clothes to get her steez up
I ain't even c*cky
Call me young Black Kray, goldie something just like Rocky
Big ass camera 'round my neck, n*gga, please don't jock me
My cellular device twerk contagious, I ain't j*rkin'
Wavy like a diamond face b*tch out of Africa
Hella jewelry down my neck, I think I came from Africa
n*ggas think they ballin', think they Spalding, cut that sh*t out
I pull up on a Gucci elephant, and put my di*k out, word