Too Wavy

Oh shit
It's Really Really Ralph
Heard of you by the word of mouth
Looked you up, you the hottest out
Got the hardest Milly
With out, a doubt
You Built ya name
Without, chasing clout
You doing shows
And ppl coming out
You dropping tapes
And ppl play em out
How You on the radio
I can't figure out

I don't know
Guess I'm doing something right
They keep tellin me
That i give em life
Quenching niggas thirst
Flow is like a sprite
Explosive with it man
Bars is dynamite
Wood rolled tight
Time to catch a flight
Getting better man
Every time I write
Gotta make sure I'm living
To the hype
Gotta eat man
I keep an appetite

I been peeping
So much shit, lately
I ignore that shit, on a daily
Know a lot of you, that hate me
No that shit, do not phase me
Honestly
A lot of you niggas fugazi
Still stuck, cuz a lot of you lazy
Perfecting my craft
And doing it faithfully
Yea my time is comin
Waiting patiently
Gods favorite man
I say that so thankfully
In my own lane
I'm riding so graciously
On my own wave
The drip is so wavy
So much water on me
You think I'm the Navy

My life is insane
I smoke on propane
Getting to the bread
Do not need the fame
But Really ReallyRalph
Is the Campaign
Toast to success with champagne

Name the nigga
That ya think the best, I'm better
Addicted to the mf cheese
The cheddar
I control the climate, rain man
Weather
Fucking on ya bitch cuz
I make her, wetter
Turnt her to a singer
When she hit the falsetto
Me and Poindexter
Name a duo that's
Better
Aiming at ya head top
Cover for shelter
Yea we got the game locked
No one comparing

Drip So
Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy
Drip So
Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy
I'm in my own lane
Doing my own thang
I Take up like 2 lanes
Bitch I'm the shit mane
Drip So
Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy
Drip So
Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy
I'm in my own lane
Doing my own thang
I Take up like 2 lanes
Bitch I'm the shit mane

I'm drop like a faucet
I'm so fresh to death that I sleep in a coffin
Flow sick I be coughing
I be talkin shit! It's ironic cause bitch I be flossing

I do this shit often like damn
They thought that I lost it like damn
I fuck on that bitch, she be talkin cause I can't post her on the gram

Um Click
Let's take a pic
Might take A piss
I think I'm the shit
I got it lit
I'm like a wick
I make it rain ones in the strips
I make a hurricane but I'm not chris.
Call up the chief like this is it
Hold up my fist
Look at my wrist
I'm on the list
You get the jist

I keep the glock in the pocket
It shoot like a rocket
Bitch I'm not the plug I'm the socket
It's shocking that I can
Pull and the bitches be flockin
I tell her to hop in so we can go shopping
The shit my closet you can't even find it
I make a deposit and it was all profit
She gave me some play but I paused it
So I can go back to playing 2k

Niggas know I drip like a snotty nose
And I'm really sick I was diagnosed
We can get it crackin like pistachios
If she ain't fucking tell her adios

Bye bye
High five
Doot doot doot doot
Drive by

Drip So
Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy
Drip So
Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy
I'm in my own lane
Doing my own thang
I Take up like 2 lanes
Bitch I'm the shit mane
Drip So
Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy
Drip So
Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy, Wavy
I'm in my own lane
Doing my own thang
I Take up like 2 lanes
Bitch I'm the shit mane



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Writer(s): Raphael Smith
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