Super wavy
Yeah
I been counting up my blessings with or without the cross
Get up out my section unless you got some racks to toss
One hand in the air one hand catching bags like Randy Moss
I was tired of listening to these has-beens I became the boss
Had to upgrade we growing up ain't worried bout the cost
Used to have some people bring me down I had to cut 'em off
Miss me with them Ls except when you spell my name can't take a loss
Bags going up I got my compass so I can't get lost
Yeah we going North might stop in ATL say whats up to Baby
Either way I stick with 4PF don't need no one to save me
I don't think they hate me but I know my wins gone drive 'em crazy
Grew up by the beach ain't got nothing to do with why I'm super wavy
Hop up on the beat its time for me to tell the truth
You know I bring the heat regardless Flaco in the booth
Really I been trynna pump these songs out right before my doom
I ain't sticking round forever feel like I'm a baby tooth
Wait a minute hold up just a second let me catch my breath
Okay I'm good ain't got much time to rest
Rapping til I die feel like these haters praying on my death
I don't got no opps got good intentions and people that want my bread
People full of envy trynna make they way up on my set
Shoulders feeling heavy but I'ma keep it P won't break a sweat
I been feeding all my beats with rum and making sure its red
Feeling like a comb the way these lines going straight over your head
Think I got you on them last two might just have to go back and check
F*ck it let the song just go when its finished run it back instead
Really make you think about it make sure you understand what I said
Quality control I hop on tracks make sure I come correct
I been counting up my blessings with or without the cross
Get up out my section unless you got some racks to toss
One hand in the air one hand catching bags like Randy Moss
I was tired of listening to these has-beens I became the boss
Had to upgrade we growing up ain't worried bout the cost
Used to have some people bring me down I had to cut 'em off
Miss me with them Ls except when you spell my name can't take a loss
Bags going up I got my compass so I can't get lost
Yeah we going North might stop in ATL say whats up to Baby
Either way I stick with 4PF don't need no one to save me
I don't think they hate me but I know my wins gone drive 'em crazy
Grew up by the beach ain't got nothing to do with why I'm super wavy
Flaco Paco - Randy Moss Lyrics
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Super wavy
Yeah
I been counting up my blessings with or without the cross
Get up out my section unless you got some racks to toss
One hand in the air one hand catching bags like Randy Moss
I was tired of listening to these has-beens I became the boss
Had to upgrade we growing up ain't worried bout the cost
Used to have some people bring me down I had to cut 'em off
Miss me with them Ls except when you spell my name can't take a loss
Bags going up I got my compass so I can't get lost
Yeah we going North might stop in ATL say whats up to Baby
Either way I stick with 4PF don't need no one to save me
I don't think they hate me but I know my wins gone drive 'em crazy
Grew up by the beach ain't got nothing to do with why I'm super wavy
Hop up on the beat its time for me to tell the truth
You know I bring the heat regardless Flaco in the booth
Really I been trynna pump these songs out right before my doom
I ain't sticking round forever feel like I'm a baby tooth
Wait a minute hold up just a second let me catch my breath
Okay I'm good ain't got much time to rest
Rapping til I die feel like these haters praying on my death
I don't got no opps got good intentions and people that want my bread
People full of envy trynna make they way up on my set
Shoulders feeling heavy but I'ma keep it P won't break a sweat
I been feeding all my beats with rum and making sure its red
Feeling like a comb the way these lines going straight over your head
Think I got you on them last two might just have to go back and check
F*ck it let the song just go when its finished run it back instead
Really make you think about it make sure you understand what I said
Quality control I hop on tracks make sure I come correct
I been counting up my blessings with or without the cross
Get up out my section unless you got some racks to toss
One hand in the air one hand catching bags like Randy Moss
I was tired of listening to these has-beens I became the boss
Had to upgrade we growing up ain't worried bout the cost
Used to have some people bring me down I had to cut 'em off
Miss me with them Ls except when you spell my name can't take a loss
Bags going up I got my compass so I can't get lost
Yeah we going North might stop in ATL say whats up to Baby
Either way I stick with 4PF don't need no one to save me
I don't think they hate me but I know my wins gone drive 'em crazy
Grew up by the beach ain't got nothing to do with why I'm super wavy
Yeah
I been counting up my blessings with or without the cross
Get up out my section unless you got some racks to toss
One hand in the air one hand catching bags like Randy Moss
I was tired of listening to these has-beens I became the boss
Had to upgrade we growing up ain't worried bout the cost
Used to have some people bring me down I had to cut 'em off
Miss me with them Ls except when you spell my name can't take a loss
Bags going up I got my compass so I can't get lost
Yeah we going North might stop in ATL say whats up to Baby
Either way I stick with 4PF don't need no one to save me
I don't think they hate me but I know my wins gone drive 'em crazy
Grew up by the beach ain't got nothing to do with why I'm super wavy
Hop up on the beat its time for me to tell the truth
You know I bring the heat regardless Flaco in the booth
Really I been trynna pump these songs out right before my doom
I ain't sticking round forever feel like I'm a baby tooth
Wait a minute hold up just a second let me catch my breath
Okay I'm good ain't got much time to rest
Rapping til I die feel like these haters praying on my death
I don't got no opps got good intentions and people that want my bread
People full of envy trynna make they way up on my set
Shoulders feeling heavy but I'ma keep it P won't break a sweat
I been feeding all my beats with rum and making sure its red
Feeling like a comb the way these lines going straight over your head
Think I got you on them last two might just have to go back and check
F*ck it let the song just go when its finished run it back instead
Really make you think about it make sure you understand what I said
Quality control I hop on tracks make sure I come correct
I been counting up my blessings with or without the cross
Get up out my section unless you got some racks to toss
One hand in the air one hand catching bags like Randy Moss
I was tired of listening to these has-beens I became the boss
Had to upgrade we growing up ain't worried bout the cost
Used to have some people bring me down I had to cut 'em off
Miss me with them Ls except when you spell my name can't take a loss
Bags going up I got my compass so I can't get lost
Yeah we going North might stop in ATL say whats up to Baby
Either way I stick with 4PF don't need no one to save me
I don't think they hate me but I know my wins gone drive 'em crazy
Grew up by the beach ain't got nothing to do with why I'm super wavy
Writer: Parker Schaich
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