No wake

Baby slow it down

I got a lot of different ways

We could go up now

Make it cool

Dont stick to none the rules

We gonna flip it quick

Ball out and score my wrist

My cellphone bumping now

But now i gotta go

Im tryna up the price

Or maybe let it go

It’s nothing new to me

I go hard let it snow

It’s nothing new to me

I got stats maxed we got cheat codes

Im gonna take it

Two stacks i break it

So high not falling down

Until i make it

Pulled up so what it do

I want my wrist so cool

Flash freeze and shine like new whip

Im cooking up ill do it

Stove with the pot i knew it

And i might floss if you dip

Racks in tap in

Ill move it

I got it all in bluestrip

Dont fuck with what you knew if

You lack ill shoot it

Cause you did what you knew could land you

Right on the news

And i might just come for you

Like i play the fucking tool

Proficient at counting too

And i might just come in twos