ArticKidd - W4NN4B3 #NEWWAVE Lyrics

Yo, pull up with the gang, yo, you know that we droppin'
Skrrt off in Ferraris, and you know that boy ain't poppin'
And CO2 got money, you know we step up on his dummy
And you know that I don't like him cause he talk shit on my momma

And that shit just over drama, I just call that boy a fatty
With his britches, I buy some fenty, and you know that girl too fancy
I'm the new wave, just look at what I'm droppin
I got redheads in my DM's, and you know that I'm finna f*ck 'em

Yeah, I'm rockin' balenci' my feet, I got your hoe in my DM's delete
I know you watchin' on me, I know you wanna be me, yeah, yeah
I got some brand new hoes, I pull up on them for the show, yeah, yeah
I be mindin' my business, I know, but I know that you want me for sure, yeah, yeah

I be stackin' on these bands, I give it up to my fam, yeah, yeah
We talkin' that shit on the gram, you better say to my face, yeah, yeah
Your bitch got plenty of back shots, like future, I got my mask off
You better back off, or I'll be rippin' your ass off

Bring it on, you know what I'm on (skr-,skrrt)
Bitch, blow up, blow it up, yeah
I been throwin' all them fours up, switch my flow up
All of my bitches gon' throw up, I got money, so groupie hoes showin' up

Wanna be me copy, all them flows up
You hoe in my DM's, cause she wanna f*ck, you don't wanna free 'em
Got that forty tucked, and yes, I'm feinin' eat my star dust
I'm off the X, and I'm gonna start flexin'

I see some racks, and I'm gonna start chasin'
To the bank, I'm gonna start laughin'
I see that omen, put that boy in the pack
Shout out my boy Nova, he in a lambo truck

Pull up, in range rovers, we ain't finna rock
Told her bend over, I ain't finna f*ck
Told her it's over, she ain't goin' up
Told her I'm a rockstar I can't feel nothin

Bring it on, you know what I'm on (Skr-, Skrrt)
Been far off, roll it up, yeah
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