My Own Wave - Philthy Rich, Blacc Zacc

My Own Wave - Philthy Rich, Blacc Zacc

Год
2018
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
167010

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My Own Wave

Philthy Rich, Blacc Zacc

I ain’t gotta ride your shit, I got my own wave

I better not catch you in my trap, go get your own plays

I used to sleep with J’s, I still sleep with K’s

I can’t leave the streets, that’s what got me paid

I saw my brother cut that dope up with a switchblade

My daddy left me, who the fuck gon' get the rent paid?

I used to want some J’s, used to want a bitch that slayed

But now I make her pay, fuckin' bitches state to state

Ayy I ain’t gotta ride your wave, I ain’t no rapper ho

But got an AP on my wrist just like these rappers though

Skydweller Rolex, flex on them like Boflex

Blue hundreds, let’s make a mess

Call that shit a dirty check, ayy

Whole team gettin' money, bitch we bust down

Ayy I know she came with you but she with us now

Smokin' out the pound, no this ain’t no Bobby Brown

My plug load me down, then I go supply the town

I ain’t gotta ride your shit, I got my own wave

I better not catch you in my trap, go get your own plays

I used to sleep with J’s, I still sleep with K’s

I can’t leave the streets, that’s what got me paid

Numbers (I ain’t gotta ride your shit)

Numbers (I got my own wave)

Numbers (I better not catch you in my trap)

Numbers (go get your own plays)

Numbers (I used to sleep with J’s)

Numbers (I still sleep with K’s)

Numbers (I can’t leave the streets)

Numbers (that's what got me paid)

Look, dope fiend auntie goin' through the motions

Used to sleep on the floor with the roaches

Ashy niggas, we ain’t have lotion

I call the plays and I don’t know the coaches

Jealousy a female trait

Too much dope make the scale break

I position my cellmate

He been stressed out 'cause his mail late

Sellin' dope from behind bars

But fuck the trap, had nine cars

Young nigga really had it hard

I remember stealin' all them VCR’s

Back to back in them Hellcats

These double-G's, no Airmax

Keep your hammer on Fairfax

Niggas locked up, send a care pack

Sold real keys and real P’s

Trap star, he little league

Bust down, these real D’s

No SI’s, these VV’s

Bad bitch, give her good dick

Side ho and a hood bitch

Blacc Zacc insane crip

Young Philthy Rich and Seminary bitch, it’s Philthy

I ain’t gotta ride your shit, I got my own wave

I better not catch you in my trap, go get your own plays

I used to sleep with J’s, I still sleep with K’s

I can’t leave the streets, that’s what got me paid

Numbers (I ain’t gotta ride your shit)

Numbers (I got my own wave)

Numbers (I better not catch you in my trap)

Numbers (go get your own plays)

Numbers (I used to sleep with J’s)

Numbers (I still sleep with K’s)

Numbers (I can’t leave the streets)

Numbers (that's what got me paid)

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