Catch My Wave (feat. Rich The Kid)

Yeah! Uh, yeah I got too much swag for these bitches That's why I'm 'bout to gas on these bitches Two hundred on the dash, on these bitches And stack up all this cash on these bitches Now catch my wave, catch my, catch my, catch my Now catch my wave, now catch my, catch my, catch my Now catch my wave, catch my, catch my, catch my Now catch my wave, now catch my, catch my, catch my Now catch my wave These hatin' hoes can't take me Guess the swag just way too much Mad 'cause they can't break me I see a lot, but I don't say too much These bozos can't fade me You clown bitches, y'all play too much I'm Plain Jane on the AP, nigga Plain Jane on the AP, nigga (ow) Time's up, picking a long range You see us coming, know you in danger Two Glocks, call 'em Crips and Bloods So you know I'm riding with both bangers You fuck boys need to stop frontin' Know you in the closet like coat hangers I'm so tired of you fuck boys I rather play with my fuck toys I'm gassin', I'm gassin' That Ferrari dick got horse power I'm gassin', I'm gassin' I rode that dick like a whole hour I'm too wavy (too wavy) Bitch, I'm a savage (bitch, I'm a savage) I get the bags (I get the bags) You come with baggage (you come with baggage, on it) I got too much swag for these niggas That's why I'm 'bout to gas on these niggas Two hundred on the dash, on these niggas Just stack up all this cash on these niggas Now catch my wave, catch my, catch my, catch my Now catch my wave, now catch my, catch my, catch my Now catch my wave, catch my, catch my, catch my Now catch my wave, now catch my, catch my, catch my Now catch my wave You bitches been riding my wave forever But y'all gon' drown tryna catch this drip (cowabunga, lil' bitch) Blue bills like the wave, nigga Too many chains, like a slave, nigga I might ride a Wraith but a Ghost bigger He run up the check, he want six figures My shooter pull up like he taking pictures Gelato my Back, we don't do the Swishers My bitch is too bad, can't kick it with you My niggas pull up if he want a issue (Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice) Ayy, I went and got the Audemar bust down (Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice) Ayy, I fuck her, she bad, I thought she gon' bust down Ooh, the Lamb is blue like a wave, too I told my bitch to behave, too Kill the pussy, an assassin Tom Ford with the fashion The Maybach, not the Aston Got the Bentley, I might crash it Ain't cuff the bitch, had to pass it Might dive in, if it splashes Tell her open wide if she nasty Let her ride the Wraith if she classy Dropped a hundred at Gucci, my socks nigga I pull up the top, it gon' drop with you I got too much swag for these bitches That why I'm 'bout to gas on these bitches Two hundred on the dash, on these bitches And stack up all this cash on these bitches Now catch my wave, catch my, catch my, catch my Now catch my wave, now catch my, catch my, catch my Now catch my wave, catch my, catch my, catch my Now catch my wave, now catch my, catch my, catch my Now catch my wave Uh, got too much swag (got too much swag) Yeah, I'm gassin' (I'm gassin') Uh, yeah, hundred on top (hundred on top) On these (on these)