Wave
I'm on a wave, see the top and trace (yeah)
Better behave, I loose my laces
I don't belong to certain places
Took me long enough to cease my case (yeah)
She doesn't know what I be sayin
Bet. Salam. Khalas. Bitch I'm not playin
She be trippin. I see it in her faces
Don't fuck with me you ain't got the bases
Hit it like I'm in it, see me in a minute
Poof, I'm gone, shit perplexed
Spit it, never quit it, watch me go n get it
Boom, I'm the don, bitch I just flexed
Squish it then bend it
I'm independent
Go through life
Fuck it I'm not a mess
This whole youth is
Fuckin' depressed
I go to the booth bitch
To release the stress
I'm on a wave
Get on my surf board
Bitches want play
I make em work for it
Get out my way
I'm runnin' like forest
If you don't move
I'm comin' with force
One man army got k's on my shoulder
Strap in holster these bitches gon blow ya
Do him like paper the gang gon fold ya
It's the 4th of July all these niggas get smoked up
I'm on a wave, see the top and trace (yeah)
Better behave, I loose my laces
I don't belong to certain places
Took me long enough to cease my case (yeah)
Better behave, I loose my laces
I don't belong to certain places
Took me long enough to cease my case (yeah)
She doesn't know what I be sayin
Bet. Salam. Khalas. Bitch I'm not playin
She be trippin. I see it in her faces
Don't fuck with me you ain't got the bases
Hit it like I'm in it, see me in a minute
Poof, I'm gone, shit perplexed
Spit it, never quit it, watch me go n get it
Boom, I'm the don, bitch I just flexed
Squish it then bend it
I'm independent
Go through life
Fuck it I'm not a mess
This whole youth is
Fuckin' depressed
I go to the booth bitch
To release the stress
I'm on a wave
Get on my surf board
Bitches want play
I make em work for it
Get out my way
I'm runnin' like forest
If you don't move
I'm comin' with force
One man army got k's on my shoulder
Strap in holster these bitches gon blow ya
Do him like paper the gang gon fold ya
It's the 4th of July all these niggas get smoked up
I'm on a wave, see the top and trace (yeah)
Better behave, I loose my laces
I don't belong to certain places
Took me long enough to cease my case (yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Harold Betts
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