Cole Kaine - WAKDAN lyrics

[Muchie] (Thurf Squad!) Jordan Spiwak, I got a lot to tell you n***a! Sit up straight, Keep your back up Don't you ever call me your biggest fan Look, Aye! I stay doped up in the evening and the morning too Smoked a couple OG ounces in the afternoon Baked up, I hit a dab, Now i'm on the moon Super sliding, and i'm gliding, f** your feelings dude! Half the time you can't tell me sh** I am on a level and you can't reach it So stay in your lane, I must be sick Because my flow so cold it might freeze your tits! Daaaamn! I'm a lyrical, It might just be a miracle I got these n***as spiritual, Enjoying all my rituals Yeah that pedigree gonna get me to this industry Alot of n***as faking bruh,That fake sh** just don't work for me! Taking shots like 23, Buy my b**hes Birkin B Own this sh**, Monopoly! Went to jail like Bobby B All these n***as doubted me, But Muchie be a prodigy! I'm smoking on that Cali Grove, Call this sh** that Cali Green! Oh, Oh, Oh Man God Damn! Oh Man God Damn! Oh Man God Damn! Oh, Oh, Oh Man God Damn! Oh Man God Damn! Oh, Oh Man God Damn! Oh Man God! Oh Man God! (What!? What!?) Goofy n***a always talking about a f**ing chin strap Get a n***a mixed match, You never get your sh** back! Chrome be your people? No! Chrome be a b**h pack! Thinking that I copied you? I never f**ing copied that! You's a f**ing copy cat, Boxing with yo co*ky a**! Claiming you a danger n***a? I'm a f**ing alley cat! b**h I go anywhere! b**h I do anything! Jordan you's a bounty boy, Brewford n***a let it be! Your dry as f**ing celery, Do you got some equity? Cause the sh** you barking bout, It really don't mean sh** to me Twitter finger n***a, You must wanna be on TMZ! I'll take your f**ing spotlight and let you goofies hate on me! Oh Man God Damn! Oh, Oh, Oh Man God Damn! Oh Man God Damn! Oh, Oh, Oh Man God Damn! Oh Man God Damn! Oh, Oh, Oh Man God Damn! Oh Man God Damn! (Whoah! Aye! Whoah!) Talk about the Sko? You can't talk about my home! Shove your home made clothes down your old mans throat! No joke, You's a roach, You get poked by the Sko! Got goofy n***as hyped of off they own smoke! Let's be real you were always f**ing b**h made Let's be real, your parents thought you a mistake Let's be real, you thinking you was a man now? Thinking life's a game? But there ain't no hand outs! You tryna bang clout? But you is the same child With your green Vans, Walking in your green mile Jordan Spiwak! You never gonna be that! I'm sitting on you n***as like a motherf**ing bean bag! And that's just basically how it goes bro (Thurf Squad sh**!) Cause if you f** with my squad, we gonna run up in your crib like Run It! What? Hands in the air! Like hands in the air!! This is Thurf Squad n***a! We don't really f**ing care! What!? (Whoah) And that's a word to you bro Thurf Squad sh**! (Go)