Wonderland (feat. M Huncho)
Cage got that cold
R14
These lights and these cameras are blinding
Bought me some watches, this shit is timeless
These lights and these cameras are blinding
Bought me some watches, this shit is timeless
Step in some Issey Miyake, watch me pull up in an Enzo Ferrari
Middle finger to the paigons
I see dust behind me
I took some pics for a magazine, Wonderland
With an extended clip in the magazine
How can I trip 'bout a bitch that I never had?
She must think I'm living in Wonderland
I don't expect these people to understand
That is why I got the upper hand
In my big house and I'm smoking some contraband
Wait 'til the summer lands
Stack is too big, I keep breaking the rubber band, woah
I need more rubber bands
Pretty bone, black girl, let me pull that bra
Gyal know I'm the wave
Gang pose on a grown ting, smoke my cigar
Ding up the jet, man flow to Qatar (easy)
Uh, uh, I live too rough, lemme do up spa
We could do up lunch or do up bar
My face too bait, haffi do upsuh in the SVR
Look, run up a check then duck down the yute from far
Yo, don't chat 'bout my name round yats, I'm a superstar
Grr, lock off the park with smoke
The Jamaican girl haffi scream out "Cha"
Throttle the wap, no stalling, there's gunboys near
I can see that car, turn off the VAR
These lights and these cameras are blinding
Bought me some watches, this shit is timeless
Step in some Issey Miyake, watch me pull up in an Enzo Ferrari
Middle finger to the paigons
I see dust behind me
I took some pics for a magazine, Wonderland
With an extended clip in the magazine
How can I trip 'bout a bitch that I never had?
She must think I'm living in Wonderland
I don't expect these people to understand
That is why I got the upper hand
In my big house and I'm smoking some contraband
Wait 'til the summer lands
Stack is too big, I keep breaking the rubber band, woah
I need more rubber bands
Bare camera lights, no action
The bruckback came, I can cause that tantrum
The jury let me walk, man stepped out the court and thanked them
New campaign, here we go
Who shut down the show? That's gangnem, yeah, that's gangnem
Two villas for a show, one day I'ma tour 'round mansions
Yo, they don't know we're lit like a lantern
Reading a magazine, bro's filling up one at the same time
Got a thing for some cheddar cheese
If I get I'll have me a great time
These guys ain't my cup of tea, ain't it T?
Got rid of the 9 just before a V
Pockets chubby, chubby like it's Chubs
Billy, billy is just what I need
I'ma charge 40 for a feature
And I'ma need it all in cash
'Cause I ain't tryna pay the tax
I told my plug, "Just run it back"
Have you sat with it on your lap?
Looked at the mirror on the wall
Shit, I feel like Bruno Mars
Still put my coins in money jars
These lights and these cameras are blinding
Bought me some watches, this shit is timeless
Step in some Issey Miyake, watch me pull up in an Enzo Ferrari
Middle finger to the paigons
I see dust behind me
I took some pics for a magazine, Wonderland
With an extended clip in the magazine
How can I trip 'bout a bitch that I never had?
She must think I'm living in Wonderland
I don't expect these people to understand
That is why I got the upper hand
In my big house and I'm smoking some contraband
Wait 'til the summer lands
Stack is too big, I keep breaking the rubber band, woah
I need more rubber bands
R14
These lights and these cameras are blinding
Bought me some watches, this shit is timeless
These lights and these cameras are blinding
Bought me some watches, this shit is timeless
Step in some Issey Miyake, watch me pull up in an Enzo Ferrari
Middle finger to the paigons
I see dust behind me
I took some pics for a magazine, Wonderland
With an extended clip in the magazine
How can I trip 'bout a bitch that I never had?
She must think I'm living in Wonderland
I don't expect these people to understand
That is why I got the upper hand
In my big house and I'm smoking some contraband
Wait 'til the summer lands
Stack is too big, I keep breaking the rubber band, woah
I need more rubber bands
Pretty bone, black girl, let me pull that bra
Gyal know I'm the wave
Gang pose on a grown ting, smoke my cigar
Ding up the jet, man flow to Qatar (easy)
Uh, uh, I live too rough, lemme do up spa
We could do up lunch or do up bar
My face too bait, haffi do upsuh in the SVR
Look, run up a check then duck down the yute from far
Yo, don't chat 'bout my name round yats, I'm a superstar
Grr, lock off the park with smoke
The Jamaican girl haffi scream out "Cha"
Throttle the wap, no stalling, there's gunboys near
I can see that car, turn off the VAR
These lights and these cameras are blinding
Bought me some watches, this shit is timeless
Step in some Issey Miyake, watch me pull up in an Enzo Ferrari
Middle finger to the paigons
I see dust behind me
I took some pics for a magazine, Wonderland
With an extended clip in the magazine
How can I trip 'bout a bitch that I never had?
She must think I'm living in Wonderland
I don't expect these people to understand
That is why I got the upper hand
In my big house and I'm smoking some contraband
Wait 'til the summer lands
Stack is too big, I keep breaking the rubber band, woah
I need more rubber bands
Bare camera lights, no action
The bruckback came, I can cause that tantrum
The jury let me walk, man stepped out the court and thanked them
New campaign, here we go
Who shut down the show? That's gangnem, yeah, that's gangnem
Two villas for a show, one day I'ma tour 'round mansions
Yo, they don't know we're lit like a lantern
Reading a magazine, bro's filling up one at the same time
Got a thing for some cheddar cheese
If I get I'll have me a great time
These guys ain't my cup of tea, ain't it T?
Got rid of the 9 just before a V
Pockets chubby, chubby like it's Chubs
Billy, billy is just what I need
I'ma charge 40 for a feature
And I'ma need it all in cash
'Cause I ain't tryna pay the tax
I told my plug, "Just run it back"
Have you sat with it on your lap?
Looked at the mirror on the wall
Shit, I feel like Bruno Mars
Still put my coins in money jars
These lights and these cameras are blinding
Bought me some watches, this shit is timeless
Step in some Issey Miyake, watch me pull up in an Enzo Ferrari
Middle finger to the paigons
I see dust behind me
I took some pics for a magazine, Wonderland
With an extended clip in the magazine
How can I trip 'bout a bitch that I never had?
She must think I'm living in Wonderland
I don't expect these people to understand
That is why I got the upper hand
In my big house and I'm smoking some contraband
Wait 'til the summer lands
Stack is too big, I keep breaking the rubber band, woah
I need more rubber bands
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Lena, Rhys Harley, Mujtaba Khan, Cage Beats
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