Wavy in the Cut (feat. Sid Sindicate)
Mak11
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Stay away from him He ain't no good Aye, aye Every day, every day I get high every day Every day, every day Riding in that Chevrolet Anyways, anyways Never liked you anyways Any day, any day You could get it any day Day, stay, dolo, solo solo Stay in solitude Dolo, dolo keep it on the low low That's just what I do Ooh, ooh, rolling rolling rolling Through that foggy dew Do what Slick Rick told me And I treat her like a prostitute Staying wavy in the cut Wavy in the cut We just maintained through this stuff like Staying wavy in the cut Wavy in the cut It’s still the same thing as it was, aye Rolling with the team we slowly elevated Highed up smoking weed don’t try to test my patience Grinding been low key no time for explanations Ride with my homies until we finally reach our destination Rolling with the team we slowly elevated Highed up smoking weed don’t try to test my patience Grinding been low key no time for explanations Know we had to go and get the cream they hoped we hesitated Every day, every day I get high every day Every day, every day Riding in that Chevrolet Anyways, anyways Never liked you anyways Any day, any day You could get it any day Every day, every day I get high every day Every day, every day Riding in that Chevrolet Anyways, anyways Never liked you anyways Any day, any day You could get it any day Still chasing after profit and staying positive Came up out the fog the rain it ain’t stopping us Statements they be always making so obvious Gang be with me now we gaining an audience Know all of this shit is bound to come with problems Call up my clique we count it up and solve em Got em all sick they lined up at the doctor Pardon my drip won’t find it in department stores It's Sid Sindicate get these bitches off me She giving me sloppy toppy In the Tommy boxers Til there be nothing on her Often, I'm just mobbing With my squadrons of Martians and goblins Sniffing and sipping it constant I put tobacco in bong hits Bout to open the door to get in frame Then I pour up a four and I sip drank Got me roaming the road watch me switch lanes I keep smoking this dope had to mix strains I been broke and down low in a dim place Had a hole in my soul I don’t miss pain Now I got total control of my gift mane Counting up dough with the bro look how shit change Ain't shit change man, aye Where'd Dopey go, Dopey went insane Eyes rolling in the forehead of this brain Overdosing opiates when the script came Bitch ain't shit but a shit stain She cut and slit up with switchblades Til the blood dropping and dripping up in sink She licking my dick like she lip sync We might sing in this bitch like we N’Sync We just stick to the script cuz it’s instinct They gon slip on the drip when they ship sink We get lit like a Bic when we sip drink You ain’t in with the clique what you kids think Know we get to the chips we do big things Hoe we live for this shit we done been kings
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Written by: Andrew McDonald, Jacob Piercey
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