Released on November 16, 2018

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Wave God, Wave God, Wave God, Wave God

Let’s get it

Yeah yeah

Uh

She said you one of a kind, she said you one of a kind

But I just can’t make you mine, but I just can’t make you mine

I see you out all the time, different bitches every time

I said well shorty that’s fine, I said well shorty that’s fine

Because I can’t cuff no hoe I’m wit my dogs right now

Busy making all these moves cuz I’m a boss right now

Got these racks inside the safe like what it cost right now

I might write your ass a check to buy the mall right now

I say if you ain’t on my Wave then you lost, yeah

I just went and spent a couple racks to bling my jaws, yeah

Icy icy nigga I make all the penguins pause, hol up

Yeah your ass is broke but trust me that shit ain’t my fault, hol up

I got snakes in the grass lemme grab that mower cut em off

Nigga run up wrong we gon make sure you can’t walk, yeah

Annie’s Cafe on my chest because I got the sauce

I’m sriracha with the bars, please don’t hit me wit no calls

I can’t fuck wit you no more no way, you like games and I don’t play

Gotta get you out my face I gotta start a brand new day

Im busy chasing that check, yeah, too busy making this bread

To be out here worried about what she said I’m running a check up till I break a leg, yeah yeah

She said you one of a kind, she said you one of a kind

But I just can’t make you mine, but I just can’t make you mine

I see you out all the time, different bitches every time

I said well shorty that’s fine, I said well shorty that’s fine

I gotta pick up my keys, I gotta dip, plenty of cheese, plenty of chips

Too many hoes to worry bout one, gotta get big before my daughter come

Talkin that shit but you never use fists, don’t make me reach for my mufuckin hip

Tired of the struggle of making my funds, ima get rich man I put that on blood

I came thru and I got that neck, you came thru but you got no text

I made moves but I don’t play chess, I hate you you a bum ass bitch

Ima pull up in a all white vette, make sure you get me on snap

Make sure you learn all my raps, cuz I’m going far and ain’t lookin back

Fake friends only hit me up when it’s convenient for them

Nigga just leave me alone, I don’t wan talk less you speakin bout Bens

Everyone got out they cameras when I walked out yeah it’s me in the lens

I came to this world alone, and trust me it’s me till the end

Wave God

I can’t fuck wit you no more no way, you like games and I don’t play

Gotta get you out my face I gotta start a brand new day

Im busy chasing that check, yeah, too busy making this bread

To be out here worried about what she said I’m running a check up till I break a leg, yeah yeah

She said you one of a kind, she said you one of a kind

But I just can’t make you mine, but I just can’t make you mine

I see you out all the time, different bitches every time

I said well shorty that’s fine, I said well shorty that’s fine

Fake friends only hit me up when it’s convenient—

If you ain’t on my wave then you—

I can’t cuff no hoe I’m wit my—

Make sure you get me on snap

I’m sriracha wit the bars please don’t—

I hate you, you a bum ass bitch

Gotta get big before my daughter-gotta get-gotta get big before my daughter come

I told myself nothing was wrong

I made myself believe that I had no problem

Hurting people who didn’t deserve it

Hurting myself because I thought it affected nobody

But I see now that I could’ve been more cautious

I could’ve thought about others more

Is the damage done?

Or can it be reversed?

I may never know