Debut of the walk
BangerBoys sliding on the beat
Driving with my homies
Using cash for prestige
Roofies all around the floor
Always wanting something more
I ain't here for the flex
Gonna be ice cold for my ex
Flow up
Okey
Ay Ay Ay
Paying my boys out of the jail
Counting the days until I bail
Doing way too many private parties
Passing and blacking out on my yachties
Wearing multi-million dollar watches
Ain't looking for venomous enemies
Come challenge my 69 corvet
Get ready for the sickest hornet
Seeing hoes watching my chain
All of the are looking for something to gain
So many bodies are simply in pain
Tryna feel better with sniffing cocaine
Money doesn't make you happy
But still bitches are calling me daddy
I came here with the bulky woe
Everybody feeling the paranoid flow
Gucci
Wanna switch
Okey I got you bro
Let's do this
Gucci
Skrrt skrrt in the lambo with the motherf*cking desert
Assert fresh new ammo bitch say no to revert
Cashing out
Bitches wanna take the clout
Tap out
Acting like I lost count
Travelling countries and citys no cap
Passing the T with the countable snap
Filling the yard with the hoes that's a trap
Making no noise leaving only the scrap
Stacking my money and bills in the basement
Getting the cage like the 69 missing a payment
Seeing what goes around like I'm an eagle
Refrain with platinum could be illegal
Going high with the neisei
Your shit is on the grave like old school nae nae
Gucci marked on my brand new jacket
Only way to make it is a high skilled budget
Sliding on the beat like a jet-ski
Blowing mind up guarantee
Leading the path for the lost on the top
Nonstop
Not even chased by a cop
Hey
BangerBoys - Early Waves Lyrics
BangerBoys - Early Waves Lyrics
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Debut of the walk
BangerBoys sliding on the beat
Driving with my homies
Using cash for prestige
Roofies all around the floor
Always wanting something more
I ain't here for the flex
Gonna be ice cold for my ex
Flow up
Okey
Ay Ay Ay
Paying my boys out of the jail
Counting the days until I bail
Doing way too many private parties
Passing and blacking out on my yachties
Wearing multi-million dollar watches
Ain't looking for venomous enemies
Come challenge my 69 corvet
Get ready for the sickest hornet
Seeing hoes watching my chain
All of the are looking for something to gain
So many bodies are simply in pain
Tryna feel better with sniffing cocaine
Money doesn't make you happy
But still bitches are calling me daddy
I came here with the bulky woe
Everybody feeling the paranoid flow
Gucci
Wanna switch
Okey I got you bro
Let's do this
Gucci
Skrrt skrrt in the lambo with the motherf*cking desert
Assert fresh new ammo bitch say no to revert
Cashing out
Bitches wanna take the clout
Tap out
Acting like I lost count
Travelling countries and citys no cap
Passing the T with the countable snap
Filling the yard with the hoes that's a trap
Making no noise leaving only the scrap
Stacking my money and bills in the basement
Getting the cage like the 69 missing a payment
Seeing what goes around like I'm an eagle
Refrain with platinum could be illegal
Going high with the neisei
Your shit is on the grave like old school nae nae
Gucci marked on my brand new jacket
Only way to make it is a high skilled budget
Sliding on the beat like a jet-ski
Blowing mind up guarantee
Leading the path for the lost on the top
Nonstop
Not even chased by a cop
Hey
BangerBoys sliding on the beat
Driving with my homies
Using cash for prestige
Roofies all around the floor
Always wanting something more
I ain't here for the flex
Gonna be ice cold for my ex
Flow up
Okey
Ay Ay Ay
Paying my boys out of the jail
Counting the days until I bail
Doing way too many private parties
Passing and blacking out on my yachties
Wearing multi-million dollar watches
Ain't looking for venomous enemies
Come challenge my 69 corvet
Get ready for the sickest hornet
Seeing hoes watching my chain
All of the are looking for something to gain
So many bodies are simply in pain
Tryna feel better with sniffing cocaine
Money doesn't make you happy
But still bitches are calling me daddy
I came here with the bulky woe
Everybody feeling the paranoid flow
Gucci
Wanna switch
Okey I got you bro
Let's do this
Gucci
Skrrt skrrt in the lambo with the motherf*cking desert
Assert fresh new ammo bitch say no to revert
Cashing out
Bitches wanna take the clout
Tap out
Acting like I lost count
Travelling countries and citys no cap
Passing the T with the countable snap
Filling the yard with the hoes that's a trap
Making no noise leaving only the scrap
Stacking my money and bills in the basement
Getting the cage like the 69 missing a payment
Seeing what goes around like I'm an eagle
Refrain with platinum could be illegal
Going high with the neisei
Your shit is on the grave like old school nae nae
Gucci marked on my brand new jacket
Only way to make it is a high skilled budget
Sliding on the beat like a jet-ski
Blowing mind up guarantee
Leading the path for the lost on the top
Nonstop
Not even chased by a cop
Hey
Writer: Jaakko Jouppi, Leo Koivikko
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid