Songtexte Hazey & Wavey - SUS.

Yeah
Yeah
Yea-Ye
Yeah
Yeah
I go crazy (Yeah)
Got the racks on the way
They gon' pay me (Yeah)
Married to the money
Yet, she hate me (Yeah)
Fill your bitches mouth
Like I'm gravy (Yeah)
Got the muddiest of cup
I'm feeling wavey
Cannot see through all the clouds
It's getting Hazey
If it's wok that's in the drop, then you'll fit right in
I can't call my bro in pen
So imma write him
Got the racks stacked tall
Like a titan
You can find me on the internet
Like virus
Bag getting heavy
Imma switch it
Got a xanny bar fucking up my system
And the whole clique do not fuck with snitches
When the paparazzi out
They taking pictures
When the paparazzi out
They taking pictures
(Huh!)

I go crazy (Yeah)
Got the racks on the way
They gon' pay me (Yeah)
Married to the money
Yet, she hate me (Yeah)
Fill your bitches mouth
Like I'm gravy (Yeah)
Got the muddiest of cup
I'm feeling wavey
Cannot see through all the clouds
It's getting Hazey