Wave on lyrics

[Intro]
Gang, yeah
Hold on
Welcome to my world
Nick on the track

[Chorus]
My wave on, they waving now
b*tch, I need like eighty thou'
Just to show yo ass some style
n*ggas chicken like Kung Pao
You got the car, but you a flunky
b*tch I'm hanging with rich junkies
Go redundant with that K
Going stupid with that money
[?]
That sh*t you go retarded for, I had that sh*t last summer
I ain't bargaining for no b*tch, you can have her if you want her
Even after summer, b*tch won't fall
I'm still ganging with my dogs
Talk my sh*t, I'm rocking Kaws

[Verse]
That b*tch ain't a keeper
On my mama, I don't love no b*tch
Dog, I just love my reefer
Moon walk to the bands like Michael
And I'm still ain't doing no telling on people
f*ck the peace, I'm raising hell
Drank Baby, turn a pineapple orange just likе Kenan & Kel
Physical therapy, I'm [?]
[?] stomach
Man, thеse f*ck n*ggas make me vommit
Team up pints, put that sh*t in a hudddle
Me and Wockesha cuddle
Pull off in a foreign, the engine got thunder
Lil Moe, b*tches love him
I can't switch up on my brother
He sippin' on green, he gon turn into Shrek
I ain't ever [?] but DC love to flex
Give me the ball, homerun like the Mets
She give the noggin, I don't want no sex
Man yo blunt full of seeds
My fit pocket full of RP's
b*tch got a throat like [?]
n*gga my granny had them bricks
But her grandson got them sticks
I played yo city, wasn't it
How you [?], and you buying Ricks
Hop out the roof and I'm throwing the Six
Most of these n*ggas is washed up
And I just spilled my cup
But I got more, so lets pour up
His partner died, don't give a f*ck
Three five, of the runts
Give me GPA, don't want your cut
I with some rich people, out to lunch
Where the opps? Im on a hunt
You ain't ever kick it n*gga, you just punt
Hell nah, can't get no front
She ain't ever seen a n*gga like such
[Chorus]
My wave on, they waving now
b*tch, I need like eighty thou'
Just to show yo ass some style
n*ggas chicken like Kung Pao
You got the car, but you a flunky
b*tch I'm hanging with rich junkies
Go redundant with that K
Going stupid with that money
[?]
That sh*t you go retarded for, I had that sh*t last summer
I ain't bargaining for no b*tch, you can have her if you want her
Even after summer, b*tch won't fall
I'm still ganging with my dogs
Talk my sh*t, I'm rocking Kaws