Yeah
Uh yeah
I got too much swag for these bitches
Got too much got too much
That's why I'm 'bout to gas on these bitches
I'm gassin' I'm gassin'
Two hundred on the dash on these bitches
Hundred on top
And stack up all this cash on these bitches
Now catch my wave catch my catch my catch my
Now catch my wave now catch my catch my catch my
Now catch my wave catch my catch my catch my
Now catch my wave now catch my catch my catch my
Now catch my wave
These hatin' h*es can't take me
Guess the swag just way too much
Mad cause they can't break me
I see a lot but I don't say too much
These bozos can't fade me
Clown bitches y'all play too much
I'm Plain Jane on the AP nigga
Plain Jane on the AP nigga
Ow
Time's up picking a long range
You see us coming know you in danger
Yeah
Two Glocks call 'em Crips and Bloods
So you know I'm riding with both bangers
You **** boys need to stop frontin'
Know you in the closet like coat hangers
I'm so tired of you **** boys I rather play with my sex toys
I'm gassin' I'm gassin' that Ferrari dick got horse power
I'm gassin' I'm gassin' I rode that dick like a whole hour
Too wavy
Too wavy
bitch I'm a savage
bitch I'm a savage
I get the bags
I get the bags
You come with baggage
You come with baggage on it
I got too much swag for these nigga s
Got too much got too much
That's why I'm 'bout to gas on these nigga s
I'm gassin' I'm gassin'
Two hundred on the dash on these nigga s
Hundred on top
Just stack up all this cash on these nigga s
Now catch my wave catch my catch my catch my
Now catch my wave now catch my catch my catch my
Now catch my wave catch my catch my catch my
Now catch my wave now catch my catch my catch my
Now catch my wave
You bitches been riding my wave forever
But y'all gon' drown tryna catch this drip
Cowabunga lil' bitch
Blue bills like the wave nigga
Woo
Too many chains like a slave nigga
A slave nigga
I might ride a Wraith but a Ghost bigger
Skrrt
You run up the check he want six figures
Figures
My shooter pull up like he taking pictures
Pew-pew-pew
Gelato my Back we don't do the Swishers
Do the Swishers
My bitch is too bad can't kick it with you
Kick it with you
My nigga s pull up if he want a issue
Woo
Ayy I went and got the Audemar bust down
Ice ice ice
Ayy I **** her she bad I thought she gon' bust down
Ooh the Lamb is blue like a wave too
Wave to
I told my bitch to behave too
Woo
Kill the p sexy an assassin
Assassin
Tom Ford with the fashion
Yeah
The Maybach not the Aston
Skrrt
Got the Bentley I might crash it
Might crash it
Ain't cuff the bitch had to pass it
Pass it
Might dive in if it splashes
Woo
Tell her open wide if she nasty
Let her ride the wraith if she classy
Skrrt
Dropped a hundred at Gucci my socks nigga
I pull up the top it gon drop with you
Woo
I got too much swag for these bitches
Got too much got too much
That's why I'm 'bout to gas on these bitches
I'm gassin' I'm gassin'
Two hundred on the dash on these bitches
Hundred on top
And stack up all this cash on these bitches
Now catch my wave catch my catch my catch my
Now catch my wave now catch my catch my catch my
Now catch my wave catch my catch my catch my
Now catch my wave now catch my catch my catch my
Now catch my wave
Uh got too much swag
Got too much swag
Yeah I'm gassin'
I'm gassin'
Uh yeah hundred on top
Hundred on top
On these
On these