[Intro] [Verse 1: WavvyLord] G-Shocks in two colors these new brothers ain't worth game Flip G's no Bruce Lee hood V.P. that's Wavy Squad like these rangers some actors on deck Four-Four to the dome face my problems all alone Yes ho that's a bando I'm whippin' dishes no hands though Cash flow like nosebleeds but the nosebleed don't ever cease Got a queen she in the cut Size 22 when I measure that bu*t Size X-L when she wearin' my sh** God be the savior if this my last chick n***a what's up if you talkin' that walk Walking that talk like Incredible Hulk Costco I'm murkin' straight hard for the bulk Peeping the feds when they pull up for the stalk Girlies want me cause I'm tall I'ma call back like a recall No refund that's a rerun of my past Skip cla** Touchdown I hit you with that knowledge pa** [Hook: WavvyLord] Every single day living like a team White drinks purple juice all up in my lean Money team cash gang Balling, (MoiMoi: "Woo") My gorillas they stay shot calling [Verse 2: Wicked Prophet] First time I've written Damn I'm so wicked Your mouth is left dry from when I start spittin' Jaw hit the floor Just closed the door We're already f**in' you're not welcome no more No turning back Just like a ray n***a we rappin' like everyday I hear you talk f** what you say The prophet is speakin' so quiet you stay Making the bank Climbing in rank f** all your reggie The squad is on dank Trying to get turnt Is this n***a hurt If he about to slump We give em that work I am the ninja Why are you hiding Lord of the waves my n***a Poseidon I see you lean like purple and sprite Even with telescope im outta sight Chilling at home All in my zone Usually don't write just straight off of the dome Got Wavy and Bittah-Kamal in the cut We k**ing these n***as and don't give a f** Most of the sh** you spit is O.K., If my lines aren't on top then they get thrown away [Hook: WavvyLord] Every single day living like a team White drinks purple juice all up in my lean Money team cash gang Balling, (MoiMoi: "Woo") My gorillas they stay shot calling [Verse 3: UNK] Riding through southeast with my f**ing n***as Counting up the stacks You know we just making big figures You know your favorite rapper be the number two spitter Cause I am the number one certified top hitter Over here getting so gone off these f**ing flights And my n***as over there just gettin' gone off that wax And if you need some my n***a B hit you up with that thrax And I'm tryna make hits on these n***as Man they better duck Rollin' real slow abandoned road in my all black truck Cause n***as out here out here tryna always catch a n***a lackin' And I'm gettin' a quarter two-five Back like I'm sackin' on these hoes and beats That's all we really tryna jock And you know they stay ridin' on my motherf**in' co*k And you know these n***as always just see me posted on the block With the full gang over here coolin' with their Glocks Quan over here pushin' that old work lookin' like it's powdered chalk Spendin' and chargin' a hundred like my name was Tony Hawk [Hook: WavvyLord] Every single day living like a team White drinks purple juice all up in my lean Money team cash gang Balling, (MoiMoi: "Woo") My gorillas they stay shot calling [Outro]