J2K - Wavey lyrics

[Intro] Trackerz [Verse 1: Double S] Man got flows and I got dough And I got women on the low, I'm wavey Middle finger to you other n***as I'm a ten figure n***a, tell dem n***as I'm wavey Man don't care like Ric Flair I just did a woo on a n***a, I'm wavey I don't know about you but I know myself And I know that my ting's wavey Mandem hate cause I get cake And a n***a's never been fake, I'm good You can ask around when you're in town Or if you ever stop by my hood They know that I'm the best, Double, I'm a chef Anytime I go into the booth, I cook I just go full throttle No, I ain't a champagne bottle so I've never been shook I roll deep on these, I Make grown men look like pickneys Notes, yeah, I only wanna see 50s I've got the moneyman sound so I get big Ps and Gyal around me, they wanna get frisky They get tipsy and then I get a striptease Make her wine her body something like a gypsy Then mek her come back around like a frisbee [Verse 2: Ghetts] Original Pirate Material, Blackbeard Rock your boat like Aaliyah, I'm wavey Make man walk the plank, I pull rank 360 on a can, I'm wavey I don't need no ocean reflection I already know I'm wavey Otis Redding, sitting on the dock at a bay With a girl, that's wavey Silver Surfer, n***a It's me vs. the mirror I'm balls-deep in this b**h, I'mma s**m up in her I don't wanna write for a certain spitter I've got a line for anybody who jumps out of line They're getting bodied, I jump out and ride, the metal on me You come out to fight, I'm ready for it Blood out your side, your leg and forehead Horrid Horror stories from the forest If horror's the category, then I'm on it Promise you man are gonna see more bodies Honest, I just bought three more shottys Doo doo doo doo doo Sound like the end of EastEnders Doo doo doo doo doo One-line flows, f** your mum at the end of each sentence Doo doo doo doo doo Yeah, G's reckless [Verse 3: J2K] Whoa, you know me, I'm old school, I'm the OG You little n***as, I'm wavey Quarter mil, quarterly, can't show me P You little n***as, I'm wavey Back with a bang, back with a bang, slap up your man Rudegirl, I'm wavey You wanna know about wavey? Let me show you a little something 'bout wavey Slap up your man, rudegirl, don't act up I back up the van then clap up your man Ayy, rudeboy, shut up now, man Oi, shut up now, man I wrote the handbook, so miss me there with the bad looks Please, I will plant your head in a MacBook screen How you mean? How you mean? How you mean? I will lick off your whole headtop clean I'm back with it, I'm back with it A ma**age parlour couldn't get me back in it But the beat was banging so I banged it back in it Bang bang, I bang banged it from the back, init Bang, you're f**ed now, I buck now I'm letting off the shots now, better duck down, whoa Sweep through your city like a swat round flows Fly through your ends with the top down though [Outro: Double S, Ghetts & J2K] Wavey Wavey Wavey Wavey