Crypto Coin (Intro)

Yeah
I got it

Went a copped a new Jetta
Even though I want the Audi
Been up all night
Sippin on my 3rd coffee
If I drink too much
I heard it put me in a coffin
Well fuck it I'm alive
Get used to seeing me often
I said a couple things before
And now they think about it
No kiss and tell I hit the chick
She want me to sing about it
All this weed smoke in the room
Got my vision clouded
Any hoes in the room
Make sure it's money counted
Fuck it
I might pull up in a Rolls Royce
Girl of my choice
Speakers bumpin loud
Negativity is white noise

I got dogs after the coins
That's known for Robbing hoods
Get it
Crypto connoisseur
Professional shit
The opposition really amateur
Doing shows at the pizza spot
You're not on tour
I held back a lot of times
I see you want some more
Shaky foundations never lead to a solid core
Fresh up out the shower
Undisclosed cologne hit my pores
It was never even
Never talked about the score
I gotta hit the gym now
This pasta really adding up
It's only good eats nigga
Around the family
Came a long way
From eating MCD's and cheap beef nigga
We got my shit on repeat nigga
Put the opposition on vacation
Better retreat nigga
Got them in they phones retweet nigga
It's wavy

Always knew my potential
But never flexed about it
I'm at practice sharing reps
Dog forget about it
How you gonna make it to the league
If you gonna give away
The shine to someone on yo team
Gettin compliments downplaying
And saying shit like
I guess I'm alright
Man fuck that
You had a whole ship on fire
This what you desire
Mr. wavy in the flesh
They all look up and admire
It's crazy how some guys will really
Sell they soul
For a sample
They scratch and sniffing
Meanwhile the same one
That they sold out for
Hand over the Trojans
Like she Lane Kiffin
Man I swear that I'm adultin I ain't kidding
I know those losses really adding up
Come over with the team that be winning
Whoa



Credits
Writer(s): Reginald Harvey, Reginald Wavy
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