[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Fuckin' on a thot thot
Chopper make 'em hopscotch
She cussin' 'bout a thot thot
She hotter than a Hot Pocket
These niggas faker than sci-fi
If he die, his mama cry cry
Yeah, your shirt, it got tie-died
We gon' spray 'bout that

[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Wave, wave, wave, wave
Wave, wave, I'm surfin' this wave
Wave, wave, wave, wave
Wave, wave, her pussy the wave
Wave, wave, wave, we the fuckin' wave

[Verse 2: Lil Gotit]
YSL and slime (Wave)
Slatt 'bout that crime (Wave)
And I'm ridin' on 'em, I got Southside hitters (Southside on the track, yeah)
Hood babies, we the fuckin' realest (Hood babies)
Keep a tool, sippin' juice, pour a deuce
Neck pool, diamonds cool, fist water, waterproof
I'm gettin' mines, what about you?
I'm shootin' mines, worry about you
Chasing money, banging red
Alore bitches, busy head
Dior kickin', coppin' it
I ball, Pistons, keep a check
Dirty dirty, my drink dirty dirty
Maison Margiela splurgin', gangbangin'
I'ma let her fuck as long as she on a Perc-30
Got that blick on me and fire, no need for call up urgent
Doctor know he got hit with hollows, he didn't complete the surgery
We the wave, you can't save
My car is fast and foreign made
Rock these Yes in the rain
Put 'em in one room, they still throw shade
Push you by yourself, what it take?
Go by yourself and surf your wave
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