Wawawa

(You gotta GLO quit complaining)
(Wawawa that's all I hear)
(It's about maintaining, you know what I'm sayin)
(Giving praise up to God)
(And I be repping for my squad)
Aye man its all about squad and God you know what I'm sayin
Get your mind off all that other stuff that don't mean nothing
Lets go

Cuz I'll be blocking out the nonsense I don't even mind
Send my check in the mail and I'll be alright (wawawa)
Stop telling me what to do man I've had enough
I don't even know, what's left to discuss, you sound like
Wawawawawawawa
you sound like wawawawawawa
Yeah I said you sound like wawawawawawawa
I can't listen what you say wawawa

These boys be cryin' wawawa
Yeah I'm laughing to the bank like hahaha
Thot tryna come over I say nanana
Rather read the bible and smoke me some zazaza
Out at hb's land yeah the glock it go bang bang
Staying solid like granite no I won't change
Yeah these boys switch up just like tennis yeah they hella lame
53704 for L u know that's the gang
These folks know my name I don't give a shit bout fame
Was a young reckless broke boy not a dollar to my name
Shoutout hb boy look how far I came
Now I'm balling out goin big like Notre Dame
Had to give up on the bullshit it was keeping me low
Ain't asking for no handouts had to grind to get dough
Read some holy text now you know that I GLO
Ain't takin credit for nothin its the LORD who saved my soul

Blocking out the nonsense I don't even mind
Send my check in the mail and I'll be alright (wawawa)
Stop telling me what to do man I've had enough
I don't even know, what's left to discuss, you sound like
Wawawawawawawa
you sound like wawawawawawa
Yeah I said you sound like wawawawawawawa
I can't listen what you say wawawa

I can't listen what you say (nah)
So don't you dare repeat it
53704 with my gang, we stay undefeated
Got a lot of cash for myself
I'm a bit conceited
Got your girl in my DM's you lucky I ain't even read it
And she know that the grass greener on my side
Say you up next I guess that means that it's my time
Tryna ride my wave you gon' drown up in this high tide
Dressed up in a suit and tie, what you know bout mob ties
I'm young, dumb and reckless but I'm GLO'n up
Drink to my accomplishments so every day I'm pouring up
You threw a show but ain't nobody showing up
We sell out the whole place second that we open up
Go cry about it wa wa wa
All your songs is trash like you French Montana-ah
Give this day my daily bread and get this manna-ah
Slide right through your chimney boy I feel like Santa-ah

Blocking out the nonsense I don't even mind
Send my check in the mail and I'll be alright (wawawa)
Stop telling me what to do man I've had enough
I don't even know, what's left to discuss, you sound like
Wawawawawawawa
you sound like wawawawawawa
Yeah I said you sound like wawawawawawawa
I can't listen what you say wawawa

Ight I'm out



Credits
Writer(s): Elias Agnew
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