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slang acrobatics - wavy da ghawd lyrics

[verse 1:rome streetz]
uh, f*ck, check, set
ayo long as i got the product then my dough gon’ flip you’ll never be lit
if you thrivin’ off of bozo sh*t i make the b*tch bounce after she ride my pogo stick
the logo lit, trophies, my n*ggas makin’ moves gettin’ cash, sellin’ cutties raw food like groceries
yeah, i been a god, n*ggas know they can’t f*ck with rome streetz
i’m spectacular, charismatic, extravagant
i only f*ck with fam, i ain’t got no backstabbin’ friends
this sh*t ain’t for eighty*fivers, every rap’s a gem
cocaine quotes, tell the customers to grab they stems
slang acrobatics, f*ggots couldn’t match the fabric
asiatic, supreme like mathematics
when i die, snow beach the casket
got diamonds in my mind, i can motivate and teach the masses instead of off, you want some mad max sh*t
build and destroy, see the play then you fill the void
i did it all, vinyl sales then was dylan boyd
i got him open off the pyrex poetry
crime scene tape around the booth, then you know it’s me motherf*cker

[verse 2:eddie kaine]
dopes and sn*ggas had creases in they slacks
era of the g*pack, abandoned house full and the fiends was in the back
the old heads twisted off the ‘yac
i ran the streets like i ran in cleats
mama preached, now i know it’s fact
but back then, i wasn’t hearin’ it
still a little crazy when i’m furious loose cannon if you curious wasn’t made to fold, cold soul, draped in gold
designer clothes, all kinda hoes with ig model goals
give knowledge, then get passed on like gems from the gods
i only build with kings and frauds, campin’ in with the squad
who goin’ as hard, effortless, these tracks won’t get burned
talk sl!ck, then new now on the perm, when will you learn? played blocks like jenga, shots turned rappers to singers
my young boy got a itchy finger
in the game, i’m feelin’ like a ringer this a slaughter, n*gga, get your team
[verse 3:ty farris]
you might want nicotine, but no smoke from the god
you ain’t satisfied till your maker open his arms
and embrace your life you on social media, chasin’ a like
i was raised with razors to slice cold shakin’ the dice
money tryin’ to triple it distant walkers don’t call us, there’s no more memberships
the mindset is militant, three in the morning you might catch me in a ten to six
only f*ck b*tches with benefits man, i live this sh*t
rode the riches tryin’ to find a route
my bars feel like a coke line, long as some birds flyin’ south
catch the drift or embrace the pain
from the gutter, bowlin’ eight bars abroad, tryin’ to find a lane now i find ourselves overseas where i sign my name
a tiger with a lion’s hang, this a violent game
authentic, i can tell you and your team frauds
ice on me like me and my family don’t got green cards, n*gga

- wavy da ghawd lyrics

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