Yeah
Wave
M Lane
Ayy, lightt that blunt nigga, I'm tryna smell some pressure in this bitch
I'm talkin' gas, have you leavin' on the stretcher in this bitch
Pass me the scale, yeah, we measurin' this bitch
Weigh it up, bag it up, I can teach you how to flip
Niggas say they don't be watchin', why they always on my dick
I ain't never hard to find, I be right at 616
Front steps of the jects, with a bag and a stick
Big steppin white Nikes, lookin' like a lick
Pull up, if you ever want the smoke
The kind that leave you cold, or that kind that make you choke
Come and take your pick, cause for real, I got both
One for the free, and one for the low
White whip, tints hittin', they all black
Got a white bitch, skin tan, face in my lap
Must be a Gemini, same time, I'm lickin' cat
She tell me I'm that nigga, and I tell her, run it back
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
If you a bad bitch, throw it back
If you a rich nigga, show some racks
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
If you a bad bitch, throw it back
If you a rich nigga, show some racks
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
Lil gold rope chain, keep it plain chain
Rockin' with my gang, while we rollin' down the lane
Droppin' twice a month, so they can know my name
Gotta thank that nigga Russ, for givin' me the game
Face good, everywhere I go, I ain't never scared
Doin' what I want, give no f*cks, I ain't never cared
Boy I stay ready, just so I ain't gotta get prepared
Been angry all my life, cause my daddy wasn't ever there
Fourteen, I was in the class gettin' all A's
Fifteen, I was skippin' class in the hallway
Sixteen, I was tryna smash all the broads, ayy
Seventeen, I met a plug and he f*cked with me the long way
I always knew I was gon' be the nigga what granny told me
I always knew how to catch a play, aint nobody show me
Baby was a pro, she knew how to ride the pony
She callin' me that nigga, cause she see this bag on me
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
If you a bad bitch, throw it back
If you a rich nigga, show some racks
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
If you a bad bitch, throw it back
If you a rich nigga, show some racks
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
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English
Yeah
Wave
M Lane
Ayy, lightt that blunt nigga, I'm tryna smell some pressure in this bitch
I'm talkin' gas, have you leavin' on the stretcher in this bitch
Pass me the scale, yeah, we measurin' this bitch
Weigh it up, bag it up, I can teach you how to flip
Niggas say they don't be watchin', why they always on my dick
I ain't never hard to find, I be right at 616
Front steps of the jects, with a bag and a stick
Big steppin white Nikes, lookin' like a lick
Pull up, if you ever want the smoke
The kind that leave you cold, or that kind that make you choke
Come and take your pick, cause for real, I got both
One for the free, and one for the low
White whip, tints hittin', they all black
Got a white bitch, skin tan, face in my lap
Must be a Gemini, same time, I'm lickin' cat
She tell me I'm that nigga, and I tell her, run it back
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
If you a bad bitch, throw it back
If you a rich nigga, show some racks
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
If you a bad bitch, throw it back
If you a rich nigga, show some racks
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
Lil gold rope chain, keep it plain chain
Rockin' with my gang, while we rollin' down the lane
Droppin' twice a month, so they can know my name
Gotta thank that nigga Russ, for givin' me the game
Face good, everywhere I go, I ain't never scared
Doin' what I want, give no f*cks, I ain't never cared
Boy I stay ready, just so I ain't gotta get prepared
Been angry all my life, cause my daddy wasn't ever there
Fourteen, I was in the class gettin' all A's
Fifteen, I was skippin' class in the hallway
Sixteen, I was tryna smash all the broads, ayy
Seventeen, I met a plug and he f*cked with me the long way
I always knew I was gon' be the nigga what granny told me
I always knew how to catch a play, aint nobody show me
Baby was a pro, she knew how to ride the pony
She callin' me that nigga, cause she see this bag on me
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
If you a bad bitch, throw it back
If you a rich nigga, show some racks
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
If you a bad bitch, throw it back
If you a rich nigga, show some racks
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
Wave
M Lane
Ayy, lightt that blunt nigga, I'm tryna smell some pressure in this bitch
I'm talkin' gas, have you leavin' on the stretcher in this bitch
Pass me the scale, yeah, we measurin' this bitch
Weigh it up, bag it up, I can teach you how to flip
Niggas say they don't be watchin', why they always on my dick
I ain't never hard to find, I be right at 616
Front steps of the jects, with a bag and a stick
Big steppin white Nikes, lookin' like a lick
Pull up, if you ever want the smoke
The kind that leave you cold, or that kind that make you choke
Come and take your pick, cause for real, I got both
One for the free, and one for the low
White whip, tints hittin', they all black
Got a white bitch, skin tan, face in my lap
Must be a Gemini, same time, I'm lickin' cat
She tell me I'm that nigga, and I tell her, run it back
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
If you a bad bitch, throw it back
If you a rich nigga, show some racks
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
If you a bad bitch, throw it back
If you a rich nigga, show some racks
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
Lil gold rope chain, keep it plain chain
Rockin' with my gang, while we rollin' down the lane
Droppin' twice a month, so they can know my name
Gotta thank that nigga Russ, for givin' me the game
Face good, everywhere I go, I ain't never scared
Doin' what I want, give no f*cks, I ain't never cared
Boy I stay ready, just so I ain't gotta get prepared
Been angry all my life, cause my daddy wasn't ever there
Fourteen, I was in the class gettin' all A's
Fifteen, I was skippin' class in the hallway
Sixteen, I was tryna smash all the broads, ayy
Seventeen, I met a plug and he f*cked with me the long way
I always knew I was gon' be the nigga what granny told me
I always knew how to catch a play, aint nobody show me
Baby was a pro, she knew how to ride the pony
She callin' me that nigga, cause she see this bag on me
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
If you a bad bitch, throw it back
If you a rich nigga, show some racks
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
If you a bad bitch, throw it back
If you a rich nigga, show some racks
Tell me I'm that nigga, run it back
Writer: David Jones
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid