It's not on
Yeah
Yeah, Wave up in this bitch
Second Never up in this bitch
How much time do I have left
Ha-ha
Ay
Shit
Ay
Second Never up in this bitch
Ay
I be getting money, check the size of my backpack
She hit my line for the fire, not the hashtag
Rolling on the floor like a motherf*cking Rugrat
If you wanna talk shit, bitch you can step back
Banging on beats so I made him f*cking mismatch
No text back
No CashApp
Only gonna work if I like that track
She hit me on the live, and I hit her ass back
I don't feel that I'm alive so I don't really feel the pressure
Two keys on my neck, jetski when I bless up
Calling up my checkbook, bitch I'm a fat f*ck
Sit on the edge of the wall, you get cracked up
Humpty
Dumpty
Bitch you cannot slump me
Love me
Touch me
Bitch you cannot trust me
Trust me, it's your own mistake
And I don't really got shit, so I don't got no stakes
I be running for the motherf*cking bag
I ain't really chase shit
I be making bank, but your bank on vacant
Don't recycle tracks, bitch
It ain't wasting
You just like the traps like the Based God, based in
Inside of the oven
She just keep on f*cking
Bitch I ain't talking get the f*ck out of discussion
Give me ten minutes, I'mma turn it into ten mil'
Seen your ex bitch, think I saw her at the garbage sale
Looking at her eyes like the bitch was off an X pill
Talespin
Headwind
Bitch you can catch this
Bitch you can catch this
Okay
Twelve inch dick, lil bitch
You can catch this
Smoking up bricks and opps
You can't match this
Hunnid' bands on me like a bank, you can't cash this
Twenty bricks on me
Mile high, yeah my stash is
Suck me
F*ck me
Your bitch tried to cuff me
That bitch is unlucky
I just get too much cheese
I'mma send him thirty-seven shots just like his name Steez
When I f*ck his wifey I'm gon bring her to her damn knees
Unless she got no legs
Then I don't know what the f*ck to do
Lizard Boii - Humpty Dumpty (feat. WaveHi) Lyrics
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It's not on
Yeah
Yeah, Wave up in this bitch
Second Never up in this bitch
How much time do I have left
Ha-ha
Ay
Shit
Ay
Second Never up in this bitch
Ay
I be getting money, check the size of my backpack
She hit my line for the fire, not the hashtag
Rolling on the floor like a motherf*cking Rugrat
If you wanna talk shit, bitch you can step back
Banging on beats so I made him f*cking mismatch
No text back
No CashApp
Only gonna work if I like that track
She hit me on the live, and I hit her ass back
I don't feel that I'm alive so I don't really feel the pressure
Two keys on my neck, jetski when I bless up
Calling up my checkbook, bitch I'm a fat f*ck
Sit on the edge of the wall, you get cracked up
Humpty
Dumpty
Bitch you cannot slump me
Love me
Touch me
Bitch you cannot trust me
Trust me, it's your own mistake
And I don't really got shit, so I don't got no stakes
I be running for the motherf*cking bag
I ain't really chase shit
I be making bank, but your bank on vacant
Don't recycle tracks, bitch
It ain't wasting
You just like the traps like the Based God, based in
Inside of the oven
She just keep on f*cking
Bitch I ain't talking get the f*ck out of discussion
Give me ten minutes, I'mma turn it into ten mil'
Seen your ex bitch, think I saw her at the garbage sale
Looking at her eyes like the bitch was off an X pill
Talespin
Headwind
Bitch you can catch this
Bitch you can catch this
Okay
Twelve inch dick, lil bitch
You can catch this
Smoking up bricks and opps
You can't match this
Hunnid' bands on me like a bank, you can't cash this
Twenty bricks on me
Mile high, yeah my stash is
Suck me
F*ck me
Your bitch tried to cuff me
That bitch is unlucky
I just get too much cheese
I'mma send him thirty-seven shots just like his name Steez
When I f*ck his wifey I'm gon bring her to her damn knees
Unless she got no legs
Then I don't know what the f*ck to do
Yeah
Yeah, Wave up in this bitch
Second Never up in this bitch
How much time do I have left
Ha-ha
Ay
Shit
Ay
Second Never up in this bitch
Ay
I be getting money, check the size of my backpack
She hit my line for the fire, not the hashtag
Rolling on the floor like a motherf*cking Rugrat
If you wanna talk shit, bitch you can step back
Banging on beats so I made him f*cking mismatch
No text back
No CashApp
Only gonna work if I like that track
She hit me on the live, and I hit her ass back
I don't feel that I'm alive so I don't really feel the pressure
Two keys on my neck, jetski when I bless up
Calling up my checkbook, bitch I'm a fat f*ck
Sit on the edge of the wall, you get cracked up
Humpty
Dumpty
Bitch you cannot slump me
Love me
Touch me
Bitch you cannot trust me
Trust me, it's your own mistake
And I don't really got shit, so I don't got no stakes
I be running for the motherf*cking bag
I ain't really chase shit
I be making bank, but your bank on vacant
Don't recycle tracks, bitch
It ain't wasting
You just like the traps like the Based God, based in
Inside of the oven
She just keep on f*cking
Bitch I ain't talking get the f*ck out of discussion
Give me ten minutes, I'mma turn it into ten mil'
Seen your ex bitch, think I saw her at the garbage sale
Looking at her eyes like the bitch was off an X pill
Talespin
Headwind
Bitch you can catch this
Bitch you can catch this
Okay
Twelve inch dick, lil bitch
You can catch this
Smoking up bricks and opps
You can't match this
Hunnid' bands on me like a bank, you can't cash this
Twenty bricks on me
Mile high, yeah my stash is
Suck me
F*ck me
Your bitch tried to cuff me
That bitch is unlucky
I just get too much cheese
I'mma send him thirty-seven shots just like his name Steez
When I f*ck his wifey I'm gon bring her to her damn knees
Unless she got no legs
Then I don't know what the f*ck to do
Writer: Grayson LaBar
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid