Текст песни Long Time - Wavy Kid

Come on baddie let's shake
Like shorty be shaking the cake
Moving too fast skipping through states
Think they gon play send em to the gates
Saying she happy been a long time
She in her era lookin mighy fine
Stuck in my head can't get off my mind
Got trust in my baddie she holdin the nine

C'mon, let's go speed through traffic
You a bougie lil' baddie, you ratchet
Drip you down, put you in some jackets
Like you the way, how you move, you in fashion
I'm basically saying' you pressure '
Scratch that, I'm tryna show you who's better

Say I hit diff, make you wetter
Always on move, focus on the cheddar
You fuckin' with me, you sayin' I'm him
You lookin' sexy when you in them skims
Think they gon play, we give' him a trim
He wanna hold weight, hit him in his limb
All on my body, she wanna hit
Put her in dior, she thinking' Christian

Didn't do it right, so they got her sick
I wanna show her I can make her lit
I wanna make sure she happy
Spin a opp, block, it's gettin' tragedie
I'm comin' in last, she can't have me
I don't not play about you, get the packin
Like, what is they on?
Baby, you movin', see you in the thong

Nigga be talkin' that shit, get him-
Nigga be talkin' that shit, get him gone', like
Gettin' money, you know that's the mission
Lovin' her body, she workin' her fitness

Might wife her, because she a lil' different
In love with her vibe, cause we stayin' consistent
She on my body, she know I'm the GOAT
Actin wock', she doin' the most

She love the party, she drivin' the boat
And she famous for using' her throat
5'2", light skin, she got that jatty
Where the function, my bros, need a addy

Don't know her a name, but she throwin' it at me
Now a man tellin' her she gon' crash me
Nigga, a lame, can't beef a goofy
She a doot tryna feel on my subis
She off the whitney, got her feelin moody

Liqs in my system, got me feelin' groovy
Got this bitch in the club feelin' sexy
Tryna rump, bitch, I can't be a Bestie
Niggas always plottin', always tryna get me

That's why I just stay with my G like I'm Becky
She on my phone, askin' what's the vibe
Can't trust her, she might be the line
You a thotty, you cannot be mine

She gon' shake it, cause we DT5

Come on baddie let's shake
Like shorty be shaking the cake
Moving too fast skipping through states
Think they gon play send em to the gates
Saying she happy been a long time
She in her era lookin mighy fine
Stuck in my head can't get off my mind
Got trust in my baddie she holdin the nine