Wasabi

By Decent

Released on July 29, 2022

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(Im back)

Verse (Decent)

Got my wine in an ice bucket

Wraith on the bucket list

I don’t even wanna buy it

I just wanna drive in it

These is Chrome Hearts

The cross ain’t Pentecostal

I feel like Robin Hood

I'm on my Kevin Costner

Y'all should read a book

Boy I live in a novel

I heard your songs homie

I’ve seen your Instagram

Are we all just fuckin lying?

I thought I was Peter Pan

I don’t want no lovin

I already got friends

Y’all like Bo Burnam

Cause Y’all sing joke tings

I don’t want none of Y’all around my spirit

I built a moat around it and I burned both bridges

It’s a wrap, I leave the beat not breathing

Believe in me not needing none of your opinions

Live from the unbeaten path

This the land of the mung beans

I hang with the unseen

Down here in south eastern Asia

It’s monk season

Cause I can’t stand to see

One more rapper rappin’ ‘bout what belongs to me

What I’m wearing is Pastel

The stitching is Corduroy

And I do this with my family

Blood thicker than motor oil

Chorus:

High stakes and high societies

There’s more fakes in more varieties

There’s more fights at the party

But who’s right and who’s molly?

Cause my crew hot like wasabi

Can’t stop you can’t stop me nah

Billboard, I been bored of the copy

Champagne poppin’

Verse (ELMNT)

If you find my iPhone X, just open notepad

I’d sell that mothafucker to anybody who wrote rap

Used to move zips like the mailman inside a tote bag

Resort got me Jordan toe to toe you’ll rock a toe tag

I’ll sink my teeth into a demon just to get my hope back

Sample this and make a flip cop my newest soul pack

Bidniss want Coldplay, give em that all day

Get swept in the ballpark, or swept in the hallway

I don’t need a Jesus piece, I just want Jesus Peace

Got no, moment for the photos or the peanuts

I’m clearing the elephant from the room like Peta

Man, I’d rather be a city with no 9 millimeter & no

Leader either

Lil bit of love go a long damn way, you can see Aretha

Earn my own stripes, I don’t need Adidas

Chorus:

High stakes and high societies

There’s more fakes in more varieties

There’s more fights at the party

But who’s right and who’s molly?

Cause my crew hot like wasabi

Can’t stop you can’t stop me nah

Billboard, I been bored of the copy

Champagne poppin’