Lyrics Waves - William Crooks
Who
the
fuck
you
thought
this
was?
Kai
Whiston,
bitch!
Ayo...
5 G's,
rolled
up
5 G's
in
a
bat
Break
your
knee
caps
with
it
Got
5 G's
in
a
bag,
that's
no
cap
I'm
snowman,
I'm
ice
cold
I'm
snowcappin'
I'm
talking
to
trees
The
caps
just
kicked
in,
go
tell
'em
My
future's
super
bright
I
can
see
hella
far
I
got
a
telephoto
lens,
the
flash
goes
hella
hard
Where
my
clique
at
bitch?
Whole
crew
go
hella
hard
I
drive
a
click
clack
Bitch,
you
in
a
rental
car
And
when
I
die,
I
don't
need
no
reception
My
cellphone's
got
5G
Bitch,
I'm
on
a
wave,
whoa
Bitch
I
got
the—
Money
in
the—
What?
Wait,
where
the
fuck
did
I
put
my
phone?
It
go
ride
or
die,
uh
All
my
bad
bitches
in
designer
Imma
pull
up
wit
a
glick
and
hit
your
partner
All
my
devils
in
the
clique,
uh,
bag
Prada
Shut
it
down
Scared
of
the
dark,
that's
why
I
always
keep
the
lights
on
Wanna
live
forever,
same
reason
I
keep
the
mic
on
Forgot
my
own
lyrics
in
Chicago,
I'm
an
icon
Harry
told
me
don't
miss,
that's
why
I
always
keep
my
sights
on
Bitch
Can
I
talk
my
shit?
Can
I
catch
my
breath?
Please
don't
take
my
pic
Hundred
dollars
in
my
wallet
No
worries
today'll
be
fine
I
got
a
lot
of
problems
But
I'm
that
bitch,
I'm
goin'
99
Skrrt,
so
much
water
I
might
hydroplane
the
car
Bitch,
I
go
hard
Yeah
bitch,
I
go
hard
I'm
that
bitch,
goddamnit
I
been
in
the
game
too
long
to
leave
this
bitch
empty-handed
Like,
whoa
Ain't
nobody
work
as
hard
as
me,
son
I
been
losin'
sleep,
losin'
life
I
feel
G'd
up
Top
down
all
black,
open
wake
like
I'm
never
tired
Whip
like
a
hearse
Yeah,
that's
my
motherfucking
ride
or
die
Spill
my
secrets
out
on
your
floor
Like
a
tidal
wave
breaks
the
shore
And
I
feel
like
it
could
get
better
Over
again
and
over
again
Spill
my
secrets
out
on
your
floor
Like
a
tidal
wave
breaks
the
shore
And
I
feel
like
it
could
get
better
Over
again
and
over
again
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