Lyrics

Getting wavy, getting pissed with a fake ID Them man think got me on a leash, there ain't no taming me I'm spending thousands on a bottle like it's Christmas Eve Run the place, smashing bottles like this shit come cheap Getting wavy, getting pissed with a fake ID Them man think they got me on a leash, there ain't no taming me I'm spending thousands on a bottle like it's Christmas Eve Run the place, smashing bottles like this shit come cheap I'm here for a good time, not a long one But fuck it, let them have it if they're coming like they want some Youngest in the game, but don't take shit from anyone Ironic though, your bitch she leave with me when i'm gone Cute face, nice waist, turn around, she got back Baby girl, what's your name? whats you snap? Going back to my place, we're getting wavy and that Getting Freaky in the back seats, of the taxi, I ain't pissed enough for that Getting wavy, getting pissed with a fake ID Them man think got me on a leash, there ain't no taming me I'm spending thousands on a bottle like it's Christmas Eve Run the place, smashing bottles like this shit come cheap Getting wavy, getting pissed with a fake ID Them man think they got me on a leash, there ain't no taming me I'm spending thousands on a bottle like it's Christmas Eve Run the place, smashing bottles like this shit come cheap You know i'm tapped in the head, I'm a little bit twisted All my tunes on the radio Getting blacklisted 'Cause they can't handle me You know I'm on smoke See me in the streets and you know you gonna choke I said i'm tapped in the head, I'm a little bit twisted All my tunes on the radio Getting blacklisted 'Cause they can't handle me You know I'm on smoke See me in the streets and you know you gonna choke Getting wavy, getting pissed with a fake ID Them man think got me on a leash, there ain't no taming me I'm spending thousands on a bottle like it's Christmas Eve Run the place, smashing bottles like this shit come cheap Getting wavy, getting pissed with a fake ID Them man think they got me on a leash, there ain't no taming me I'm spending thousands on a bottle like it's Christmas Eve Run the place, smashing bottles like this shit come cheap
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