Wakanda

Sauced up yeah I like to flex
Fuck walkin ima take the jet
Wrist broke I need a automar piguet
Call deli tell him bring the tech
First night she wanna have sex
Baby I just want the neck
I got a bag and you know the rest
Vlone and polo on the vest

We getting cash while they getting nada
I stay in the kitchen but I don't say rada
Pull up with my troops I got a armada
Lay that nigga down now he a tostada
Bad Lil bitch said she from Nevada
Dyed her hair pink I call that bitch Wanda
Smokin on pack this shit from wakanda
Back of the hot box smoking on musty
That nigga ugly and that nigga crusty
My wood so fat it look like a mummy
She wanna ride me she bounce like a bunny
Your pockets in shape but my pocketson
Chubby
We coming straight in so don't wait in the lobby
Vvs on my chain got my neck on tsunami
I never fold I don't know origami
Nah this ain't Hanes nigga this tommie

Sauced up yeah I like to flex
Fuck walkin ima take the jet
Wrist broke I need a automar piguet
Call deli tell him bring the tech
First night she wanna have sex
Baby I just want the neck
I got a bag and you know the rest
Vlone and polo on the vest
Sauced up yeah I like to flex
Fuck walkin ima take the jet
Wrist broke I need a automar piguet
Call deli tell him bring the tech
First night she wanna have sex
Baby I just want the neck
I got a bag and you know the rest
Vlone and polo on the vest

I'm off the dope higher than Aladdin
Calling these plays I feel like John Madden
Bands in my pockets that's why I'm saggin
Smoking gelato I feel like I'm lagging
I came from the depths just like the cracken
My bands so thick I can't use a money clip
I told that nigga don't be on no funny shit
Mr.crabs yeah I'm bout my money bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Apollo Flynn
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