Everything Wavy Casey Veggies
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[Intro]
Pulled up stuntin' man, everything wavy
Whip half a hunnid, jeans cost $580
I can tell she want it, cause she actin' so complacent
You can say I'm wrong, well I guess the boy crazy
[Verse 1]
Runnin', runnin', runnin', man that's all a nigga sayin'
Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, man that's all I'm really paid in
Lifestyle flows, yeah that's all I'm really sprayin'
She called me on the weekend and we head straight to the deep end
We been, ballin' so hard from the mornin' to the evenin'
And I make her do the cleanin', then I make that girl sleep in
Turn me up, one time. I ain't got no punchlines
Lil mama so fine, so I had to give her that punchline
Like wait, hol' up. All I do is show up
She sweet like some fruit roll ups, so all I do is go up
Like wait, hol' up. They let the boy get his dough up
My girl watched me grow up, right before her eyes I blow up
They came thru makin' that noise, like that boy went in for sure
Gettin' money on tour, I might bring back velour
Suicide my doors. I'm flyin' out, you tryin' out
Got diamonds and designer, but come find out what my mind 'bout
[Hook]
Pulled up stuntin' man, everything wavy
Whip half a hunnid, jeans cost $580
Girls in the crowd, and they all screamin' "Casey!"
You know you my baby, you knew I would make it
Pulled up stuntin' man, everything wavy
Whip half a hunnid, jeans cost $580
I can tell she want it, cause she actin' so complacent
You can say I'm wrong, well I guess the boy crazy
[Verse 1]
Runnin', runnin', runnin', man that's all a nigga sayin'
Hunnids, hunnids, hunnids, man that's all I'm really paid in
Lifestyle flows, yeah that's all I'm really sprayin'
She called me on the weekend and we head straight to the deep end
We been, ballin' so hard from the mornin' to the evenin'
And I make her do the cleanin', then I make that girl sleep in
Turn me up, one time. I ain't got no punchlines
Lil mama so fine, so I had to give her that punchline
Like wait, hol' up. All I do is show up
She sweet like some fruit roll ups, so all I do is go up
Like wait, hol' up. They let the boy get his dough up
My girl watched me grow up, right before her eyes I blow up
They came thru makin' that noise, like that boy went in for sure
Gettin' money on tour, I might bring back velour
Suicide my doors. I'm flyin' out, you tryin' out
Got diamonds and designer, but come find out what my mind 'bout
[Hook]
Pulled up stuntin' man, everything wavy
Whip half a hunnid, jeans cost $580
Girls in the crowd, and they all screamin' "Casey!"
You know you my baby, you knew I would make it
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