Wavy Chains lyrics

[Verse 1: G.T.]
I just lost my top in traffic, killers behind me, ain't no lacking
I'm a boss, how you gon' sign me out? Made a deal off checking that [?]
[?] get me a [?] wrapped in duct tape, [?]
Talk about what you had in the passed, it's gone, lil n*gga [?]
Talk to me about money, you can't talk to me about fashion
[?] I'm just laughing
Brand new [?] brand new [?]
[?] city, [?] you n*ggas still [?]
Don't want no smoke, don't want [?]
[?] get dough, I'm [?]

[Chorus: G.T.]
Trying not to creese my Louis, hopping out the whip
n*ggas standing in the line, they take me straight to the V.I.P
If you see 50 wavey chains, then that's the gang in this b*tch
I f*cked her once and cut her off, and you be chasing the b*tch
Trying not to creese my Louis, hopping out the whip
n*ggas standing in the line, they take me straight to the V.I.P
If you see 50 wavey chains, then that's the gang in this b*tch
I f*cked her once and cut her off, and you be chasing the b*tch

[Verse 2: Peezy]
You see me, you see G
You see Ray, we having our way
I can't go back and forth with none of you n*ggas, you ain't got no pay
I don't make hits, I send hits
Stop comparing us, we not the same
Stay out my way, it'd blow a bad b*tch mind if she found out what I just made
She'll let me hit it for free
I don't wanna deal with the b*tch, so I just pay
And I've been getting this cheese, was down on my left arm, know that b*tch ain't playing
I'm f*cking up the streets, blowing through 6 Myle in a brand new Range
I'm feeling like Jay-Z and Jermaine Dupri, b*tch, money ain't a thing
You ain't sold no crack to your auntie, you ain't feel my pain
Spent 3500 for one outfit, I'm only wearing one day
Made 35 racks waking up this morning, I ain't even start my day
Put 35 racks on a f*ck n*gga head, boy, any n*gga talk down on my name
[Chorus: G.T.]
Trying not to creese my Louis, hopping out the whip
n*ggas standing in the line, they take me straight to the V.I.P
If you see 50 wavey chains, then that's the gang in this b*tch
I f*cked her once and cut her off, and you be chasing the b*tch
Trying not to creese my Louis, hopping out the whip
n*ggas standing in the line, they take me straight to the V.I.P
If you see 50 wavey chains, then that's the gang in this b*tch
I f*cked her once and cut her off, and you be chasing the b*tch