Making Waves

Don't play Chet Helms with my Santana
Sent a couple grands to my fam in Ghana
High above the land on my 10th hour
And we catching planes to new empires
I ain't got no time pretty girl psych
Party night to night we don't see the day light
Yeah you not my type me no want no bad vibe
Throwing up the dice s'how I live my damn life
Picture rolling in the deep with me
Sip liq with me
You ain't gotta worry I keep a clique with me
Dancing to the beat she getting lit with me
Don't catch feelings 'fore you get a bone to pick with me
I'm a real top rapper I spit hotter
This one all be talent no be
Fixed matter
I be what they calling Mr lick shotta
If I ain't working on my bread I'm
Prolly getting butter

I'm gon make you feel it
Gon make you want it
Gon make waves
I'm gon make it
Get on my waves yeah
I'm gon make you feel it
Gon make you want it
Gon make waves
I'm gon make it

Eyo I'm busy making waves Schiphol s the port yes
I'm off this my earphones is cordless
I'm flawless my Nike boots is lit
I'm tiptoeing out of sight 'fore they loose they shit
You know it's daze up on the beat you might want mention that though it's
Scontato
If it's hot he on the track
Eyo the code word CAMO yes we do adapt
Plus I keep them bars ready in case they do attack jack gyai
All I'm trying to do is divide and separate
The good vibes from the haters tonight
All ma people working hard for their bite
Till all we do is get high levite talk on the mic
And we don't worry bout the next day
Ball for the night all I do I hydrate smoke green for a diet
Chale get it yeah we cool
Gotta lean for the vibe



Credits
Writer(s): Andrews Gabriel Pagliarello Brefo
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