Wavy

Make America wavy again

Coke Wave drippin', we done started a trend

From the gutter to the penthouse, stackin' these M's

Make America wavy again

Make America wavy again

Post up on the yacht with the skyline view

Haters lookin' pressed 'cause they can't do what I do

Wavy like the ocean, got the world on a spin

I'm the reason that they surf when the tide come in

Biggavel with the melodies, French got the hits

We was down in the dirt, now we flooded our wrists

Presidential on the wrist, but it's deeper than chains

We just tryna bring a wave, make America wavy again

From the bottom, it got crazy

For them M's, it got shady

Tell her mama don't go crazy (oh, baby)

Make America so wavy

Let's make it wavy again, let this baby make a trend

Plus you thought it was over, nigga, don't make me get the Benz

Factory my rims, stack up me some M's

Stack up me some M's, back to back with me and French

On the lap, at least ten, Louis strap at least ten

Say my shit's the bomb, so strap, release the pin

Picture perfect, painted a perfect picture

They blackballin', we got richer, countin' millions out the trenches (woo)

Gotta live for the moment, make America wavy

Every bitch know the slogan, tell 'em, "Fuck you and pay me" (bitch)

Goin' block for a block like Karlton Hines in his prime

We goin' eye for an eye until they leave us all blind

And still be polishin' pistols (baow), pay government officials (haan)

On the grind 'til the gristle, keep a stash for the drizzle (haan)

Who workin' like young Boosie? You see that blood in my eyes (ah)

She off that K and that tusi, she pop that molly and slide (uh)

Hundred bricks up in the stash (stash), now got coke-nigga cash (cash)

Foot on niggas' neck, I ain't lettin' up, hit your bitch and dash

You niggas crash and burn (burn), I get the lick and crash (crash)

We serious, relax (serious), security up the ass

We sittin' back, we ain't even mad, just lookin' back

Makin' waves, cookin' crack, New York streets, we took 'em back

I see your bitch, she lookin' back, ass big, bosom's fat

Last year, cookin' mac, bucket for my puddin' pack (Coke Boys, Coke Boys)

From the bottom, it got crazy

For them M's, it got shady

Tell her mama don't go crazy (oh, baby)

Make America so wavy

Let's make it wavy again, let this baby make a trend

Plus you thought it was over, nigga, don't make me get the Benz

Factory my rims, stack up me some M's

Stack up me some M's, back to back with me and French

On the lap, at least ten, Louis strap at least ten

Say my shit's the bomb, so strap, release the pin

Coke Wave drippin', we done started a trend

From the gutter to the penthouse, stackin' these M's

Make America wavy again

(Coke Boy, baby)

Oh, make America wavy again