[Intro]
New Wave
Smokin', I'm all in my way, slidin'
Let's go, ayy, ayy, let me talk my shit real quick
Yeah, turn up, let's go
Shit real quick
Yeah, go
[Chorus]
Stepped outside today with Balenciaga feet (Yeah)
Say your pockets February, just watch where your pockets be (What? What? Yeah)
Say they doin' this and doin' that, boy, you not as hard as me (Oh)
Coach know I'ma hit like every time, that's why he started me (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm on these Percs, gotta back up from me, you just startled me (Yeah)
Bags, hundreds, bags, yeah, why you always bother me? (Why?)
Every time you got a problem, like why the hell you callin' me?
I can't even show what the hell I been doin', 'cause they gon' copy me
Rolls-Royce, four-door truck, know I'm coppin' it (Woah)
Suicide doors on the Corvette, I'm moddin' it
We just got back to the hotel, your bitch is slobberin'
Take so many damn Percs, they like, "What you bottling?"
Drank man scored, he just told me he got bottles in (Woah)
They think that they rappin' 'bout some shit, boy, that's just a common saying
Still gon' get to the cheese every day, fuck what your comments say (Fuck)
Uh, uh, let's go
New Wave
Smokin', I'm all in my way, slidin'
Let's go, ayy, ayy, let me talk my shit real quick
Yeah, turn up, let's go
Shit real quick
Yeah, go
[Chorus]
Stepped outside today with Balenciaga feet (Yeah)
Say your pockets February, just watch where your pockets be (What? What? Yeah)
Say they doin' this and doin' that, boy, you not as hard as me (Oh)
Coach know I'ma hit like every time, that's why he started me (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm on these Percs, gotta back up from me, you just startled me (Yeah)
Bags, hundreds, bags, yeah, why you always bother me? (Why?)
Every time you got a problem, like why the hell you callin' me?
I can't even show what the hell I been doin', 'cause they gon' copy me
Rolls-Royce, four-door truck, know I'm coppin' it (Woah)
Suicide doors on the Corvette, I'm moddin' it
We just got back to the hotel, your bitch is slobberin'
Take so many damn Percs, they like, "What you bottling?"
Drank man scored, he just told me he got bottles in (Woah)
They think that they rappin' 'bout some shit, boy, that's just a common saying
Still gon' get to the cheese every day, fuck what your comments say (Fuck)
Uh, uh, let's go
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