Whippin That Wave (feat. Max B) lyrics

Day dream Whip the water to the flowers For a couple of hours (Whipping that wave) Whipping that wave Left arm, right arm, Glock nine, pipe bomb Came in a degenerate, left out as an icon Typhoon, tycoon, only one in the mic room Bottle of the right crew get me in a nice mood Dick good, skin tone, never owned a flip phone Bitches fall in love, I ain't never been in the friendzone Streets most prominent, coke wave dominance God forgive niggas that don't [?] [?] solidified, don't question the comradery Think you could body me? Best chance [?] [?] been in the jail for robbery Shout to my niggas still upstate [?] penthouse Day dream Whip the water to the flowers For a couple of hours Whipping that wave Coke Wave, tell them fuck boys Die slow Back blocks fire work like pyro Tell them work dry, bring another half with them Gotta [?] it get slizzy like [?] Climbing up the mountain [?] accountant Told 'em my boy was coming home, niggas started doubting [?] me at the deli, it get funny for the fedi Copped a two-door so they don't do me like YMW Melly Glock you with a body on it, still I'ma use it Wave gods, we the pioneers of the drill music [?] Chevelle, bury money like Fidel Don Snow Don [?] fresh up out the cell Montana Day dream Whip the water to the flowers For a couple of hours Whipping that wave