Wavy (Remix)

[Intro]

(Earl on the beat)

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

(Woo)

You can drip or get drowned, homie

Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it

Coolant kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it

Turn your face to a frown, homie (Huh), oh-woah

I just been shinin' in rose gold

We in the street like hobos (Wavy)

I'm having boogers, no coke nose

These niggas sweeter than high and low (Wavy)

Cake havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl

Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (Wavy)

Livin' the life that we choose, yeah, yeah (Wavy)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Keed & Travis Scott]

Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (Wavy)

Chanel belt hold that fin up, I'm so (Wavy)

King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (Wavy)

Hope you niggas can put it on, with these clothes, we get (Wavy, yeah)

[Verse 1: Travis Scott & Lil Keed]

Nutritionist like how I put them greens on your spine

I kept missin' all your calls 'cause, bitch, you got the other line (Straight up)

We been doublin' 'em since May, back when Maybach can't make this time

My dawg like Oakley, I'm like Jordan, he just do it, I pay the fine (La Flame)

I ain't seen the sun in seven days like I been doin' time (Yeah)

That's just how I got the Batcave built up when I'm on the grind (Yeah)

Elli' VV blingin' on my phone and I ain't losin' sleep (Ooh, yeah)

I told shawty call your hoes but they can't post when they with me (Ooh, ooh, no)

Out on Bleveland sippin' purple rain with Prince and Lil Keed (Ooh, it's lit)

I be feelin' like I'm Michael Jackson when I hit the hee

My chain make 'em make a face reaction like they gotta sneeze (Yeah, yeah)

All of them flashes and splashes makin' you think you in photos, what up? (Yeah, yeah, all that, all that, yeah, yeah, mmm)

I be takin' Cactis to the face, it turned me to a beast

Heard the opps outside, we take they heads and turn it to a piece

[Interlude: Lil Keed]

Yeah, we spin your block in a Gucci mask, okay

Copped the Panamera for the rain, okay

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

(Woo, talk to 'em)

You can drip or get drowned, homie

Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it

Coolant kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it

Turn your face to a frown, homie (Huh), oh-woah

I just been shinin' in rose gold

We in the street like hobos (Wavy)

I'm having boogers, no coke nose

These niggas sweeter than high and low (Wavy)

Cake havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl

Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (Wavy)

Livin' the life that we choose, yeah, yeah (Wavy)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Keed]

Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (Wavy)

Chanel belt hold that fin up, I'm so (Wavy)

King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (Wavy)

Hope you niggas can put it on, with these clothes, we get (Wavy)

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]

Yeah, Hood Baby

I ain't fearin' no nigga (Earl on the beat)

Watch who you trust, man, 'cause these niggas got sticky fingers (Let's go)

Fucked that bitch, I'll never see a ring finger

She suck my dick 'til my toes curl, I feel a real tingle

Money in this pocket, this pocket, can't even walk, I'm a real penguin

Respect, I'ma live by it, die by it, yeah, just for my people (Oh yeah)

I'm fly as fuck, soarin' through 'em, I ain't talking no eagle (Yeah)

Catch a ho and snatch her up, my mood on jeepers creepers

So much flodge shit happenin', I can't even look at people

Ayy, yeah, my bitch know I'm a whole cheater

Yeah, I ran this shit up just like a whole cheetah (Yeah)

Hey, big shoes like I'm old people (Yeah)

I ride with pole-keepers (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, watch what you do or you say, you on pins and needles

Shit, watch how the hood act when you get real millions

And you better keep them racks or you ain't gon' see them people

'Round you

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

(Woo), yeah

You can drip or get drowned, homie

Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it (Slimeball)

Coolant kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it

Turn your face to a frown, homie (Huh), oh-woah

I just been shinin' in rose gold

We in the street like hobos (Wavy)

I'm having boogers, no coke nose

These niggas sweeter than high and low (Wavy)

Cake havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl

Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (Wavy)

Livin' the life that we choose, yeah, yeah (Wavy)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Keed]

Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (Wavy)

Chanel belt hold that fin up, I'm so (Wavy)

King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (Wavy)

Hope you niggas can put it on, with these clothes, we get (Wavy)

[Outro: Lil Keed]

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